Lyrics:
the pussy apart
Shawty it's on after dark
Step to the mic and now I got ya
call me Young Sinatra
The flow is prominent, hella dominant
On time with it when
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Dollar bills (Chant)
Dollar bills
Dollar bills
Dollar bills
I need the cash
Dollar bills
Dollar bills
Dollar bills
Dollar bills
Dollar bills
I
(Good for nothing type of brother)
Silly me
(Why haven't I found another)
(A baller), when times get hard need someone to help me out
(Instead of)
The next town is 125 miles away
And these very words came into his mind. He said
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising
Oh, and she'll find
uh-huh
Maybe dissociative state will just spice up my days
Cos I hate my rat race, uh-huh
Junkie boy, don't you want me?
2017, the first time you called me
just to chill
Man I'm looking for that one day
I don't worry bout a bill
Maybe one day I can sleep
Life been on my nerves
Maybe one day I get peace
Every
I'm with Cha Cha
I'm with Woogie
We get litty
We get, yeah (boogie on and on)
It's the end of the day
All my bills paid
So we 'bout to get
the parking lot, I gots to get mine
Why the fuck we goin' in when there's bitches in line?
I spend my time watchin' bitches' behinds
Thinkin' bad shit in
pay the bills.
I said I work, go home, clean my house, pay the bills.
I work all day
Some days its lame
To get the paper I gotta play the game
Livin'
down
Doesn't mean that ek is van 'n pos af
Having day dreams having nightmares
In my sleep till I'm sopnat
Dreaming don't pay your bills
Dreaming don't
I'm just a bill
Yes, I'm only a bill
And I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill
Well, it's a long, long journey to the capital city
It's a long, long
Valentine’s Day at the crib. My
Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I can’t fool them no more. It’s job time
Every day every day
Got to work every
thank you for another day
For livin' life on the edge and I'm tryin' to break it
Tired of duckin' the Feds, but it's a struggle to make it
So this
You think your little arm'll get in the way of Armageddon?
Forget it Day, no, really, forget this day
If I had a time machine, I'd go back in time
back in those days
You tell me say kdey...
Every time I go hustle
Nobody go see the Stress
They go only want chop but the money oh
(My head dey bubble
weight up realize money over fame
Dollar bill dollar bill I need my change
Niggas want to move these mountains
Counting bands by the thousand
Get out they
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
It's a good day
It's a good day
It's a good day
I'm bout to have a real good day
It's a G O O D D A Y
Rent due
Bills too
But I ain't gon cry
Sun is
hard
Yes I know I can win, I can win
Though nobody stand by me
Don't care cause I got me
And I got dreams, I got dreams
Every time I get my eyes closed
partly Bill
Partly Bill (partly Bill) partly Bill
I can remember hearing music with the pretty words of love he had to say
And I reacall the times
bill?
Well the time went by and he did his best and all could see he did not jest.
He practiced calling bids both night and day
Till his pappy found
There's no rush
Let your body sway
Take a breath
Then start the day
Start the day
Enjoy it
I could run away, be swept up by the wind
Stand tall like
Soon after that came horses which he traded for a gun.
Then one day Bill rode out of town and left his dust behind, but Tom was sore he never said
wit my money now ya warned
Been on the grind since the day I was born
Takin no shorts is the oath that I've sworn
Over that paper you know that I'm torn
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