Lyrics:
with my girl
And a hundred dollar bill
I can just tell
A girl like you's a deadend
Pressing up against me
Talking about I got a boyfriend
Now here he
These trees hurt a little bit too much
Twenty dollar bill hurts a little too much less
The meadow, just a little bit of metal
Fresh water, just
zones, I'm telling you homes, have been invaded by tv's watching you, while
It programs your channels, or is that your children's brains, cause them tell
enough, shit
(But she's married, sir)
Just gotta get pushy
(That's your daughter)
Well, grab her by the pussy
That's assault, brotha!
Don't tell me
sadly stricken by deep poverty
People are just praying to win in this cheap lottery
Listen in all honesty
Now that you're on top of the world
And in
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
You know that little short muthafuckin Bushwick?
Shit, he so goddamn short,
He had to get a runnin start and jump up on the commode to take a shit.
jammin folk
Chef B O N E with the recipe best believe I'm finna hit them with the antidote
Just call me the vaccine Little Bill the healer
Get rid
can
Love me for my imperfections
Took a while for me to see
That all that shit was selfish
Took a while for me to
Learn to stop at intersections
Bill
out
He's in the jailhouse now
He's in the jailhouse now
It was while ol' Bill's away
Sadie's with the sheriff everyday
He's in the jailhouse now
Oh,
dollar bill say you can't make me cum
She made a bet with her sister who's a little dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum
I don't mind
dollar bill say you can't make me cum
She made a bet with her sister who's a little dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum
I don't mind
WHERE THE SIMPLE-MINDED BUSHMAN GET A MEAL AND BED AND RUM
JUST BY RIDING ROUND REPORTING PHANTOM FLOCKS THAT NEVER COME;
WHERE THE SCALPER -- NEVER
Hunnid dollars bills, pounds on the flight concealed
Heard they on me and they worried 'bout my paper trail
I'm at work while you goin' on vacation there
taste
And you just gotta take it with a smile
Them corners dusted off for me, I know it's been a while
I can't believe you haven't seen me since a little
as opposed to Bill Clinton I don’t have a perfect look-a-like.
Yet I’m not your average little geezer, just like Mr. Donald Trump
I aim towards a good crowd
Just be stacking these bills yeah I get to that cake
I been giving em hell while you stuck in the basics
See me in person these niggas be shaking
Said he
Can't whip while life whips you then, add salt to wound
No house on the hills you ain't climbing her hills
I'm drowning in debt just to stay afloat
the lighter and shit
I got a woody with big buds and I'm tryna pipe the little bitch
I'm tryna just tryna pipe the little bitch
And you tryna fight the little
ain't nothing but a sucka for love
She got you thinking it's love
Hit her on the sink or in the tub
A little head crack, while a nigga drinkin' a bub
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
can see, I can see you finally (yeah)
Singin', yeah, you had enough (that's right)
I can tell you had enough (slow down)
And the bill keep addin' up
BOUNCING TO MY BEATS LIKE A DRUMMER
I NEED ME A GETAWAY
BAHAMAS OR GOLD COAST
RARI OR THE VOLVO?
I CAN’T HAVE IT ALL THO
I JUST WANT A LITTLE STACK
JUST
luck
Like ahuh yeu yeu get hit by a truck
Playin' catch a girl, fuck a girl
Throw her in a sandwich
Just a young boy doing grown man shit
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