[intro]
Yow Ridwaan
From a dollar to a mill
From the ghetto, now we in a Bugatti
Every man a look a thing

[Verse 1]
Me run the road like taxi 'pon the route
Them lock the avenue, me cold
Pasadena, Malibu
Yow, a wha' do you? Me bold
Man an African fi true
Classic attribute
Me haffi chop the food fi give me family and me youth
The God recruit
The gadgets and the troops
Like the Nazis and the Jews
Tell the babylon fi move
Where see the catty and refuse
Get the matches and the fuel
Give them ashes and the fume
Yow, we bad beyond on the moon
Highest altitude (Yeah)
Me contribute to prostitute
Christian want fi have me youth
Rasta gyal where have the roots
So power up me cocky root
A baddaz in a me room, where interact with attitude
Me no plan fi lose
Go tell them say me have a lot fi prove
[Chorus]
From a dollar to a mill (Yeah)
From the ghetto, now we in a Bugatti (Vroom)
Every pretty girl a look at me
And every man a look a thing (Jah know)
'Cause we stack it from a dollar to a mil
From the ghetto, now we in a Bugatti (Vroom)
Every pretty girl a look at me
And every man a look a thing

[Verse 2]
Extra terrestrial
Anti-Christ me well 'ginal
The God devise a stealth mission
Me glad fi rise the 'Tek, the Cal
And shot it like de Remington
You can't deny me precision
I’m d vilest West Indian (Jah know)
Look where me catch the man
A buy chicken and festival
A where your friends me don?
No one fi stretch a helping hand
Me knock him with the twenty-one
A no nothing technical
Superlative rendition
A hell the devil send me from (Boop)
Them no wicked like a we
Me grip it properly (Pow)
Shot a kick in a body
Him in a agony (Yeah)
Full clip in a 'matic
No pick in a pocket
Heart cold, Minneapolis
And we no act as if (Yeah)
Me and me girl in a malice
Say me a gyallis
Say she never run up in a nothing like a this
So the next plane out, she a hop on it
'Cause this a life yah she can't bother with (But, baby)
[Chorus]
From a dollar to a mill (Million)
From the ghetto, now we in a Bugatti (Vroom)
Every pretty girl a look at me
And every man a look a thing (Jah know)
We stack it from a dollar to a mil (Million)
From the ghetto, now we in a Bugatti
Every pretty girl a look at me
And every man a look a thing

[Outro]
Every pretty girl a look at me
And every man a look a thing