Lyrics:
Hey, is this thing on?
I saw him dancin' there by the record machine
I knew he must've been about 17
The beat was goin' strong
Playin' my
Change in my wallet
But my bed got some dimes
Leave by the morning
Don't be wasting my time
And I need me 2 phones
Cause these hoes are on my line
Brand
with my baby
Down by the San Francisco Bay, hey, yeah
Yihay!
Yihay!
Oh! oh! oh!
Oh yeah, I don't give a lousy dime!
Gonna lose my mind!
But if
a lousy dime
She don't come back I think I'm gonna lose my mind
If she ever comes back to stay, she's gonna be another brand new day
Walkin' with my baby by
soledad
Que no me sienta nada bien
Querida, querida
Dime cuando tu, dime cuando tu
Dime cuando tu vas a volver, ah, ah
Dime cuando tu, dime
got some more in store
When I get through throwin' it on
You gotta' come back for more
Boys will come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothing
got some more in store
When I get through throwin' it on
You gotta' come back for more
Boys will come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothing
things they still ain't even thought of yet
A good homie is hard to come by
But most times you get done by the ones you trust most
So, I gotta
I remember the time
I remember the time
Yeah
Before I was kickin' rhymes
Back in the dungeon trynna make a mother fuckin' dime
I remember the time
Actúa como si no pasara nada frontua
Te quiero ver en una cama desnuda
Perfumada pero el perfume lo suda
Conmigo lo suda
Dime ¿qué pasará?
Si te
Street street street styles
Aye yo
Aye yo
Vintage
Watch me pull up hopped out
With a dime piece that's a knock out
Pulled up hopped out
With a ten
Count up the dimes, and I pick out a pair, yeah
I'm walking out, I got flair, yeah
Drip in the sauce like I cook with Ragu, yeah
You know we boutta
the same.
Cuéntame
Dime lo que tú sientes (sientas) y yo nunca me iré
Cuéntame
Que es lo que sientes cuando nos miramos
Cada vez que pasas caminando
En
don’t make a dime, I'm Family Rich/
If I don’t make a dime, I'm Family Rich/
All the jewelry and cars, ain’t amounting to shit/
Find someone to love,
a certified bop!
I got top 10 bitches on my dick
Dime bitches cute as shit
Come over let's watch top 10s again
I got top 10 bitches on my dick
Dime bitches
New world
Mexicans illuminatis
Baby, dime que nos paso
Baby, dime que nos paso
Por que lo nuestro ya termino
Por que lo nuestro ya termino
Baby,
Do it by myself
I don't need no nobody else
All this shit on my plate
Gon put some pounds up on my belt
She a dime like roosevelt
She like my sound
catching a dime
Living' day by day, I think I'll be fine
I think I'll be fine
Latched to my mind
Seem like every day I'm wasting my time
Glad today's the day
on the grind to the top I climb
Fuckin wit me she gotta be a dime
Living by the mantra that the world is mine
I keep money on my mind
Always on the grind
drip all the time
Shawty a 10 she a dime
We pullin up it's a vibe
We got the game by surprise
I gotta get to the grind
You better swallow your pride
I do
grind
Cause I'm just tryna shine
No, I don't want no dimes
Clock's ticking out
And the money's flying by
So Imma go and get it for it's lost in
I got vibes on my line, I can make you feel fine
Hop in my coupe we can go for a ride
Yes you a dime, gotta stick by my side
I got vibes on my line,
a dime in the sky, you're twinklin' like a Diamond
I'm impressed by you, and it's not just the view
You are, beautiful wrapped up in the truth, Yea
Look
You lost a dime, I was the perfect type
You say you hate me, It's you I despise
I can't believe that I let you come by
Baby, it's too late to apologize
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