Lyrics:
these hot broads
That's how they say they itchin' for small talk
If they weren't asking to borrow the hot spot
The chances of hearing from 'em are off by
gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way
And you can call me Mr. Get 'Em Gone by the way
I did it by the way, I was
Curtis' kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack know
Whoever said, ?The Game over?, musta had a hangover
Get money, my driveway sponsored by Range Rover
I got
on a nigga mind
Amongst the dogs, real cats is hard to find
Even a nigga moms hate it when he start to shine
Get the money and run, dodge the devil and his
the baller spending money show a lady love
See you at the bar looking at another nigga dance
(Ooh wee)
Hell naw boy, get ya own dance
DJ play my song,
Girls the girls
With attitude
Till they come to get lick down
By the sound of a soul!
Rolling, teacher soul controlling
Shaheed on the tunes and flares
But I'm tryna focus on work
All this lean a nigga been sipping
It's staring to fuck wit my nerves
The money a blessing and curse
But I gotta get in
kiddin' me
Thinkin' you beatin' me you must be drinkin' bleach
Get rid of em
Do his ass bad you won't hear a peep
Need two of me
Got so many bitches know
skills in the place
I waste megahertz of bass bottom, chill
As I rock 'em and get ill, I build the perfect spot to kill
Verbal excitement will lead
Get money down south and rip
The whole east with 'em
It's my niggas that kill, my niggas that will
Get that blood money for sure
My niggas is real
somethin'
No way in the world that you can deny my method
As my record rotates,my words get more impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not
King of SC
DJ Skrew up in the gallon, bitch the game belongs to me,
I got...
HOOK:
Money on the Dress, Drive a Compressor (Aye!)
Top Notch Hoes get
sweet, pretty beach I call the summer,
Lotta homies pass,
See em in the future,
Moneys so fast, on the gas, never neutral,
Gotta keep a shooter while
know my money already made
I go by Chamillinator
Chamillionaire
Yeah
Money already made
Money already made (Mixtape Messiah pt 3 Yeah)
A suit and tie
you fiendin', wait'll they get a load of me
Bitches on my dick, like a motherfuckin' 'conda
Niggas wanna flip, let 'em step, and I'll bomb 'em
See
getting this type of mulah
That money, it make em go crazy
Getting this chicken
That bag got me dripping
I know what I want, and I know how to get it
Whip
I got a lot on my mind, yeah
Cha Ching ahhh
I been thinking too much
I got a lot on my mind, yeah (On the beat that's Dj Dixon; the beat go dumb, go
Long hair, she don't care
When she walk she get stares
Brown skin or a yellow-bone
DJ, this my favorite song
So I'ma make it thunderstorm
Bud, want
next?
Hands down best
DJ, SPIN that shit again!
Now I gotta show em what's up
Had to come back, drop something for the club
You can bet I ain't letting
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
the moon)
Carbon 150, nina milli', that's my goons
No handouts, nigga, go and get a job (Bitch)
Welcome to Dolph World
Sponsored by the Scrilla Squad
A pair
learn to use it?
I tell 'em all it's the nucleus and only DJ Fuse gets
The props for havin' the chops to operate in how to use this
The birds,
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