Jay-z - 100$ Bill lyrics

[Intro: Leonardo DiCaprio] "My life has got to be like this, it's got to keep going up." "I've been in several things, I was in the drug business, then I was in the oil business, but I'm not in either one now, you understand?" "I had my own little business on the side, a sort of sideline... a rather confidential sort of thing... but you might make a nice bit of money." [Hook] Hundred dollar bills [Verse 1] Benjamin Franklins filled, fold it just for the thrill Go numb until I can't feel, or might pop this pill Stock markets just crash, now I'm just a bill History don't repeat itself, it rhymes, 1929, still Write like Mark Twain, Jay Gatsby, I park things Yellow cars, yellow gold like Slick Rick, still tip On four-four's (Who?) Four-four's at the 4-0 (Wait) for O Dollars fall on the skin, some might call it sin Politicians all move for money, what the hell are we calling 'em? Low life, I'm crawling out, 911, I Porsched it out Y'all n***as all hypocrites, y'all know what this sh** is all about Hunnid, dolla, hunnid dolla bill, real, uh [Interlude: Leonardo DiCaprio, Joel Edgerton] "Her voice is full of money." "He's a crook, George. He throws those parties the papers are always talking about." "I didn't want you to think I was just some nobody." "We were born different. It's in our blood." [Verse 2] New h**nes, new Marilyns, move coke through Maryland Through Easton, oh, you beasting Move fat packs, Jack Gleason The honeymoon's over with the streets sh** Least see my kids on the weekend Carter, new Kennedy No ordinary Joe, you'll remember me No prohibition for my coalition Colin Powell, general admission You're all welcome, new Malcolm, of the talcum "By any means," AK lookin' out the window screen "Let's Get It On," new Marvin Who wanna become my 100th problem? Semi-automatic or revolver, semi-automatic I'll solve em Einstein, my mind, this MC move white squares with my relatives That cheese made us constipated couldn't tell us sh** Took that Taylor Swift to a hundred f**ing million, b**h I'mma let y'all continue but... ha-ha... [Interlude: Leonardo DiCaprio & Tobey Maguire] "It's called greed, old sport." "That's right!" "Who is he anyhow, an actor?" “Meyer? No, he's a gambler. He's the man who fixed the 1919 World's Series." "Fixed it?" "Fixed it." "Well, how'd he manage that?" "Oh... saw the opportunity, I suppose." [Outro] I need a hunnid bricks on them hunnid blocks I got a hunnid drops, took a hunnid cops, uh A hunnid blocks, I need a hunnid bricks on them hunnid blocks, uh Decade of decadence, ill reverence, irreverence Decade of decadence, ill reverence, irreverence Uh, young, uh I need a hunnid bricks on them hunnid blocks I got a hunnid, I got a hunnid drops Need a hunnid, got a hunnid Got a hunnid, hunnid, uh Hunnid, dolla, bill, real