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And I will do some exercise if I can make it through
I feel like Bill Murray, trapped inside that groundhog movie
Daily life repeats so much that
a foreign
(Oh ah ah)
Okay okay
Okay better hop in a foreign
(Imma skrr skrr)
Do a couple bills in the Beamer
(In the Beamer, Beamer)
Okay, okay do a couple
Deep in the town of Dinglydell
There's a man by the name of Bill Wimblybee
Across the street is Nanci, it's the woman of his fancy
She spells her
fries
I can't seem to keep my story straight
Sleeping in a coffin
The sunlight's blighted out by
The curtains that you fly to
Escape from the sunrise
Put my m finger up for massage
Bitches prolly know that hot boy survive
Gotta billie, millie, bills on my obs
Wanna questioning, but I don't give
straight hatin no you cannot be bill dunn, cause i am the one who eats tuna by the casing, hittin you off wit another sick rhyme to your ears i'm facing
My
Bill Bailey
Bobby Darin
Traditional arranged by Bobby Darin
- (#19 in 1960)
(spoken)
(Hey, Bill Bailey, Don't look now but somebody's calling you.
thou'
300 thou' to 500 thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
One bill' to another bill'
That's how a nigga really feel
Tell me what's with
rappin' about, I really got
And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of money
Pop that ass for a nigga that’s real
She gone pop that ass for a nigga with bills,
Don Billiono, Limitless,
I know how to make a stack and triplet
folks scared to death
When he walked by they held their breath
He was a fighting man, sure enough
Now Bill took himself a wife, he has to lead
paying bills
By the age of 60 mom and dad now
You can sit back and now you can chill
My family questioned
What do you wanna do as a profession huh ?
I had
to build your dreams, you on your own
When it's time to pay the bills, you on your own
But man can not live by bread alone
Am a young stoner, tryna get this
Know you ain't trying to press me
I get you hit by next week
Balling through these checks like I'm motherfucking Jeffrey
You ain't got the bills
You
pocket pull out lent man i ain't have a dime
Couldn't pay the bills shit got real but nobody care
Who got your back who by your side nobody there nobody
rappin' about, I really got
And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of money
rappin' about, I really got
And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of money
rappin' about, I really got
And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of money
Out here working like a dog but we barely making ends
All these bill's won't stop and these walls are closing in
I done prayed so hard Lord I'm
our vision
Bills by a 100 billion, that's the premonition
Man listen
Any given sunday you lost
While the bills mafia gettin buffalo sauced
Get tossed,
me the gold plaques
Fuck them blue bills, I need gold stacks
Business expense on weed, I pay no tax yeah, I care about money I don't care about hoes
Ay
budget
Theyre always surrounded by the paparazzi
My friends too rich having all the ferraris
Credit card bills flow spending all the money
spending all
In an Arizona town one day
Bill Venero heard them say
That a band of Apache Indians
Were on the trail that way
Heard them tell of murder done
Three
It's hard to make it
Gettin' harder every day
It's Hell tryin to make it
When you're doin it by yourself
It's Hell payin taxes
When there's no
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