Lyrics:
don't know if it's real, baby
Think of you when I peel, baby
I don't know what to feel, baby
Think of you when I'm high
Gotta do anything to get by
Baby
Mill, dollar bills
I was chasing girls but now I'm onto record deals
Baby I was broken, now my heart is made of steel
And I ain't tryna fall for nobody
Yo yo yo yo
You're now tuned into District thirteen Club Nati Radio
With your boy, Dolla Dolla Bill y'all
This goes out to all the bitter baby mommas
Bushwick Bill
And fuckin two of the finest bitches around G;
it used to be fun but now it's gettin borin to me
Constantly fuckin fuckin fuckin
(Bushwick Bill)
And fuckin two of the finest bitches around G
it used to be fun, but now it's gettin borin to me
Constantly fuckin, fuckin,
to the good
You here by yourself, baby? (She here for you, Morris)
Oh, yeah, what's my name
You know
Huh? (Ooh, I love this)
What's my name, baby? (It's
band bro
Baby brother out in Arizona, how it feel?
I ain't tryna to make a meal
But I wanna pay the bills
Penny playa haters say I won't but
You know I
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
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
R.S.K. Let it play boy
Yeah, Lui$ too thrill
Yeah, yeah, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Baby wanna kick back, sit back, with that
While we
scared woman, oh Lord Big Bill is by your side
Ain't you tired of see-sawing? Baby jump on my merry go round
Ain't you tired of see-sawing? Baby jump
That boy out getting famed (Fame)
Enzowrams, never changed (Nah)
That boy hot, got a name (Young)
And he never been a fake (Nah)
Staying true to my
Eliantte almost made me drown in this bitch, look (ayy)
AP on my wrist, my jacket by CELINE
Water chokin', wanna stash, swear to God, I couldn't breathe
(How?)
Don't put no new music out, we don't wanna hear that shit
You a coon and you fucked up Teyana Taylor's shit (Fuck boy)
Bill Cosby locked up with
side of town bumpin bitch don't kill my vibe
Don't blow my hide just blow my guy
I'm so paid I'm so fly
Your baby daddy disrespect me black his eye,
catch me swervin' all over your side of town bumpin' bitch don't kill my vibe
Don't blow my hide just blow my guy
I'm so paid I'm so fly
Your baby daddy
haters say I'm as real as they come
I'm chasin that paper, baby, however it come
From singing this song to moving yay by the ton
I bet you never seen
Halleluway, Halleluway,
Making that money,
TCO,
Your boy Steel,
Halleluway, halleluway,
Verse 1
Well you know by now I'm a baller, makin' that money, getting'
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up
KnowhatI'msayin?
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
Uh-huh, eh-heh
Lay back on this one (yeah, you know how I do baby)
You only a customer
When you walkin' in the presence of hustlers
Uh, I'm
Qu'rans it go my mission imposs-eezible
Leavin' lyrics in tha hospit-able
?Then it drops 'em? Fuck the bill, tongued, double-edged
Slice to kill! ?
of death will hang you!
The power, whippings, by matters, of degrees
Calcium absorbed, by evil dead babies!
You get rabies, from the bat bites
Dirty
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