[Chorus: Repeat 2X] I been there - been there Done that - done that You got guns? - we got guns... Yo, I got straps - we got straps... A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard Bullshit - 'cause it's all they worth... No question, it's all about the D - O - E So if money is the root I want the whole damn tree Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G... Since way back I've been collecting my fee With the 48-tracks and the M - I - C Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea It's worth eight, but I only paid five point three Worldwide, got the triple beam, I slide Listenin' to yo demo in a stretch limo It's how I ride - cartel style Full, stacked to the max now A million-dollar smile, people wonder how 'Dre Day' every day. Trips to Montiego Bay With more chips than Frito Lay Flossed jewels in a tire, ain't nuthin' fly Straight or illegal - it's still the root of all evil... Coz... [Chorus] Young black Rockerfeller. Hell, a swiss and mozarella Pockets sweller, gettin' money like a bank teller 'Cause a fool and his dough soon split So when you come across a fool get all that she be gettin' Ladies, get your paper too Don't expect for no man to support you Keep it true 'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos My woman is independent, makin' dough by the case loads I'ma keep buildin'... make it killing Kick back, relax, and grow old with my millions That's where it's at. You got drama, I got the gat But we're both black so I don't want to lay you flat Instead let's get paper, while it's paper to get Private Jet, 600 coupes that I runs if... I'm livin' on another level that why'all ain't been yet Spend a mill, no sweat, water the line with my wet... [Chorus:] This is for the millionaires Throw a stack in the air and watch brothers start plottin' Honeys start to stare 'Cause game is money and money is game And broke brothers make the forty five flame with no shame Now many people die over these dead green guys Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise It's the root of all evil and sins Yet and still it makes the world go around Like my twenty-inch rims... Moolah why'all Platinum plaques cover my walls Grindin', diamonds shinin', and without one flaw Get the cash, the grass, the ass will bounce Luciano and all amounts, that's all that counts 'cause... I been there... And done that... Been there, done that... The aftermath!