Woorden: Scarface. MADE. Dollar.
Dollar
Dollar
I'm 'bout my game, can't take shit light
Rich today, be broke tonight
I duck the pin 'cuz I seek the light
On my grind, my grind's my life
My life's my hood, my home is slums
My boys is deep, hoes is young
Funk is here, I'm out the way
I stash the cash for that rainy day
Those days to come, my storm awaits
I save for now, for babenapes
For cars and wheels, for grills and chains
For cows and bulls, for screens and bang
For candy paint, my life done changed
My kids is grown, I needs the bank
My bank for real, I leaves behind
A name that lives for years uh, uh
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
I dips to clubs, gets major play
From major hoes in a major way
Short skirts and boots, thick ass with thighs
She said it's yours, come fuck me eyes
Got hoes with jobs, got hoes with games
Got freaky hoes that dance with hey
They likes my style and I like they ways
She wants what's mine and I want what pays
I love these hoes without my heart
I fucks they mind not private parts
They falls in lust, dick game in truth
She leaves her man 'cuz I keeps her loose
She dreams of me, just met the chick
She mean to you 'cuz you stressed the bitch
I takes her home, you sweat the shit
She rolls her eyes like 'The Exorcist'
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
It's in my blood, been real for deep
Ain't changed a bit, I claim the streets
I've left the hood but made it back
Sold cocaine, smoked and I jacked
Prophets from crack, bought cockpits and gats
Bulldogs and hogs, my life I rap
Put down in words, dope fiends in packs
My block I love and they love me back
Homeboys is feuding, got hate for none
I rise for real, I stay with guns
I sleep alone 'cuz I trust myself
Respect for all but I deals in death
That's real in depth, can't bite my tongue
I speaks my mind that's where I'm from
That's how I'm raised, I'm cut from that
That's how I'm made, can't fuck with that
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
Dollar
I'm 'bout my game, can't take shit light
Rich today, be broke tonight
I duck the pin 'cuz I seek the light
On my grind, my grind's my life
My life's my hood, my home is slums
My boys is deep, hoes is young
Funk is here, I'm out the way
I stash the cash for that rainy day
Those days to come, my storm awaits
I save for now, for babenapes
For cars and wheels, for grills and chains
For cows and bulls, for screens and bang
For candy paint, my life done changed
My kids is grown, I needs the bank
My bank for real, I leaves behind
A name that lives for years uh, uh
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
I dips to clubs, gets major play
From major hoes in a major way
Short skirts and boots, thick ass with thighs
She said it's yours, come fuck me eyes
Got hoes with jobs, got hoes with games
Got freaky hoes that dance with hey
They likes my style and I like they ways
She wants what's mine and I want what pays
I love these hoes without my heart
I fucks they mind not private parts
They falls in lust, dick game in truth
She leaves her man 'cuz I keeps her loose
She dreams of me, just met the chick
She mean to you 'cuz you stressed the bitch
I takes her home, you sweat the shit
She rolls her eyes like 'The Exorcist'
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
It's in my blood, been real for deep
Ain't changed a bit, I claim the streets
I've left the hood but made it back
Sold cocaine, smoked and I jacked
Prophets from crack, bought cockpits and gats
Bulldogs and hogs, my life I rap
Put down in words, dope fiends in packs
My block I love and they love me back
Homeboys is feuding, got hate for none
I rise for real, I stay with guns
I sleep alone 'cuz I trust myself
Respect for all but I deals in death
That's real in depth, can't bite my tongue
I speaks my mind that's where I'm from
That's how I'm raised, I'm cut from that
That's how I'm made, can't fuck with that
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar
Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar
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