Lyrics:
tear yo' mammy and your crew plus you for this
Them Daddy dollars, y'all, my shit harder, dog
I'm from the city of Caprice and them parlors, y'all
touched, bitch
I sit at the bar and tear up hundred dollar bills
My car, my Hummer got 26 inch rims
I'm a star on my side of the earth, I bleed the block
my socks off
(gobblin up nuts, sort of like a humming bird) --> ice cube
(suck my dick)
(suck my dick)
[ verse 2 ]
Blow it, baby, blow it, then lick
the Mic like no one else
K-Dee introduce yourself, get busy boy
K-Dee in the house, Dre rocks the beats
Jinx still ill for my Posse
Ice Cube writes
the time do you feel
Me enough to put me on you fitty dollar bill?
Anyway-ay-ay, back to you pun-punananny-ay
We was conversating on how to make your punanny
Club, Ice Cube, Master P
And since I'm movin' my yay, know I got UGK
Ridin' dirty lookin' for that high life pimp what more can I say?
I'm just
to thug, a hundred percent pure bitch
Ice style, four clip, wish a nigga would slip, lights out
If a nigga ain't got four cents, I don't drop hints
Five hundred dollar bill teach 'em 'bout Monopoly
Mansion wit the bed in it models lay on top of me
Niggaz tried droppin' me them slugs bounced off
a plan B if your trap phone startin' to get cold
If somethin' happen to your plug and your bills startin' to get old (damn)
Fourteen, just lead by
all the ice cubes on this wristwear in the big body
Live by the gun, get bodied or it's hella time in that cell
It was hella times where I failed,
her with the ice cubes and the dope gon' go in the shop (huh)
I'm relaxin' on six figures, trap been doin' numbers
Couple hundred from rap I'm payin'
attention
Cause this game cost time
Make my time make sense
Turn them cents to a dollar
Turn them dollars into 10s
And 10s into 20s
And them 50s even 100
know I keep it real
Like 100 dollar bill
Tell her I'm a big deal
cnd I don't even got a deal
When we was young, We got the loot
Now I got the juice
ice in the wing like Rondo's
Million dollar convos, we on those
A lotta clowns in the game
They mama should've aborted 'em
Snitch and come home
Y'all
dollar bill to your peso
Give me cheese from these countries pack the queso
My queens don't move til the player say so
We never bored in the same accord
E.
accomplished something
I became something nigga
That's who I am to criticize any nigga
Oprah, Bill, Clinton, Cosby, anybody
The fat bitch singing show over, end
not average
Niggas tryna check if he a savage
When I make to the top
When money comes we living lavish
Spend that shit on family
Y'all bonded by blood
didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens
N' I ain't impressed i'm
didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens
N' I ain't impressed i'm
fights to wood bats and big knives (I'm yanking)
22's and 44's sneak out the door by midnight (we out)
You suckers ain't from war zones y'all goofy when
single cigarettes in your neighborhood
Hundred dollar bill full of ganja got a hundred fucking problems
Hundred missiles in the K yeah that bitch it came
the waitress
Then pop Clicquot for all of y'all that tried to play us
Four fifty-five, I drive by doin' a hundred (Hussle, dedicated to all you niggas)
Stretchers
Mind
Dollar bills all on my mind
Dollar bills all on my mind
Dollar bills all on my mind
come up, sort of a nice Vic
Kinda of crazy
c few ice cubes short of an ice pick
Yvette your bottom dollar that my knife sticks
I just Yolo'd a 100
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