Lyrics:
like chevy p and sean J
Playing with them bills but I aint talking bout on Sunday
Keep a bad chick like she just got off the runway
She dig me like
down
We about to strip you of ya stripes you little ass wipe
About to take over your spot uh huh that's right!
Ya more bogus than a three dollar bill
hoes off like a true player
Phoney as three dollar bills niggas ain't recognizin'
Fell in the relapse besides I'm a trauma a nigga
Look in the eyes
Riding this 2 seat through the city with my gutter bitch
Had to cut some niggas that I use to be a hundred with
They was on some sucker shit im on my
tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em
soldiers feet
Chasing dollars bills y'all
Get in front of that then ima kill y'all
I'm for real dawg
I fantasize life as a Samurai
My flow hotter then
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
Steeze flyin' off the roof
VIP with hundred dollar bills
Flyin' off the roof
So I got behind her, to see if I fit there
Yo go tell Gotti there's a
Five
gotta do to maintain chains
My campaign got currency pumping though my main vein
Going for trapper of the year when I slang cain
Dollar bills fill up
the doop
A bell with a coke
There by the lab
Off in my loaf
Why'all rappers think ya'll hard
I know ya'll soft
Its Chingy
Ya'll hoes act for me
So
Time flies
Money too
Let's make a toast to all the real ones a hundred proof
Who sitting court-side
But got the skills to Run and Shoot
The finish line
dollar bills cause this a low spread
Niggas never seen a 30 ball you ain't got no chance
Nigga Fuck a blade I get some pape Iont do no dance
I'm used
dollars, hundred Millie
Fuck you, i get busy
R stars and the r stands for remedy
Bad bitches come with for the chemistry
Y'all can do whatever I want in
should take my heart off ice or keep it frozen
Like Blxst and Dollar sign, I see my baby, you've been chosen
Run to the money, she bounce like a bunny
She
Let's go
How ya doin'? I'm word and I work a nine to five
Barely getting by and I'm rapping for ya'll on the side
Yeah, I'm broke with a dream
kill me 'fore I'm thirty-six
Stop my lifeline, I'm tryin to hundred thousand dollar car and ice mine
Predicate felon, lifetime
Consecutive cases, no
it feel being slaves to a dollar bill?
Givin' ya something y'all can feel, are ya for real
Do away with all the Chinese restaurants
Do away with all
rappin' bout it and livin' it dawg, it's really not the same
Dinner at Eddie V's, bill's a cool eight hundred
Tipped the waiter one hundred, fuck it, here's
a done deal get the bills out the safe
Haters gone hate keep the pole by the waist
No hand shakes we just nod and we straight
Wrap it up quick another deal
- Verse 1]
Everybody wanna know how I live my life (pucka)
Where's my balls? (pucka)
Where's my ice?
No matter now I answer then, feel my stripes
You
was playing, okay maybe not
Know you niggas hated, oh I ain't forgot
Let the money drip dry
Hundred dollar bills wipe the tears from my eyes
Justified
bread
The whole team getting c.r.e.a.m
Cash rules everything around me
Cream!
Get the money
Hundred dollar bills y’all
Stack em up
Stack em up
Stack em
shots, I ain't ever miss
You think you're doing good but you do not got this
After I'm done, yall ain't gon have no bliss
You already know it's Penny wars
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