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Lyrics: Cash strapped A little short on the greenbacks Thats what its like Growin up in the cul de sacs
Mobbin' to the bell, we're gettin something to eat Have my shorties countin' dimes 'cause todays my treat I'm a big dog, my pockets full of change Throw the dimes in the air, kid, I'm makin' it rain
It's all about the Roosevelts, baby Flash them dimes, 79, 89, 99 It's all about the Roosevelts, baby Give me tacos and nachos and what's yours
Pockets empty, wallets looking lean Paper money's out, silvers our new green. Cruisin' to the bell, we're rolling cars three deep Coinage in the glove box, dimes under the seat I'm like a banker, always rollin' with change I ain't a player, I'm just playing the game.
It's all about the Roosevelts, baby Flash them dimes, 79, 89, 99 It's all about the Roosevelts.
