Dominos (feat. FYB, Boakie, Bpace & Issa)
Mike Mixer is in the building
Connecting dots like dominos
They been plotting on the low
Won't cut off my potna about no hoe
No no no
The money coming
Fingers inching
Can't say too much these niggas snitching
I got options got decisions
Woah woah
I like her lips
I make her drip
It's on sight
I hit it off rip
She had to see for herself for sure
They in my mansion
In my lobby
I fuck bitches for a hobby
I get money after my shows
I be smoking on exotic
All bitches they exotic
An you know I gotta ride for sure
I don't wanna hurt nobody
If them Nigga keep on wilding
Then my nights gone have to blow
Know a Nigga gotta maintain
No I never been no lame
Yeah you knock in this thang
Got a lil bitch she here for the fame
Yeah that shit don't even matter
Give me top yeah give me brain
Yeah we got that shit on lock
Like why is you mad
You can't even blame me
Connecting dots like dominos
They been plotting on the low
Won't cut off my potna about no hoe
No no no
The money coming
Fingers inching
Can't say too much these niggas snitching
I got options got decisions
Woah woah
I like her lips
I make her drip
It's on sight
I hit it off rip
She had to see for herself for sure
They in my mansion
In my lobby
I fuck bitches for a hobby
I get money after my shows
I get the bag
I get the Guap
I'm talking money
I get a lot
Money it flip
I do not flop
Gucci my flip
Louis my sock
Turn through the light
I took a right
Pullup and Smash the lil Nigga on sight
Oh what a hell of a night
She want a Nigga that try
Hoe woah what it is
I can not feels
I do not kill
I do not sleep
I just NyQuil
My pockets they fat
I can not feel
Lik ouu
Know what it is
Pockets they filled
I crack the seal
I bout a beer
Connecting dots like dominos
They been plotting on the low
Won't cut off my potna about no hoe
No no no
The money coming
Fingers inching
Can't say too much these niggas snitching
I got options got decisions
Woah woah
I like her lips
I make her drip
It's on sight
I hit it off rip
She had to see for herself for sure
They in my mansion
In my lobby
I fuck bitches for a hobby
I get money after my shows
Get this money
Gotta make decisions
Tryna count my way to a million
I can't never get caught up with it
John Doe
Tryna get paid fuck minimum wage
All my niggas ten toes to the pavement
Head up high to the sky I raise it
Gotta thank God almighty
I made it
Connecting dots like dominos
They been plotting on the low
Won't cut off my potna about no hoe
No no no
The money coming
Fingers inching
Can't say too much these niggas snitching
I got options got decisions
Woah woah
I like her lips
I make her drip
It's on sight
I hit it off rip
She had to see for herself for sure
They in my mansion
In my lobby
I fuck bitches for a hobby
I get money after my shows
I be smoking on exotic
All bitches they exotic
An you know I gotta ride for sure
I don't wanna hurt nobody
If them Nigga keep on wilding
Then my nights gone have to blow
Know a Nigga gotta maintain
No I never been no lame
Yeah you knock in this thang
Got a lil bitch she here for the fame
Yeah that shit don't even matter
Give me top yeah give me brain
Yeah we got that shit on lock
Like why is you mad
You can't even blame me
Connecting dots like dominos
They been plotting on the low
Won't cut off my potna about no hoe
No no no
The money coming
Fingers inching
Can't say too much these niggas snitching
I got options got decisions
Woah woah
I like her lips
I make her drip
It's on sight
I hit it off rip
She had to see for herself for sure
They in my mansion
In my lobby
I fuck bitches for a hobby
I get money after my shows
I get the bag
I get the Guap
I'm talking money
I get a lot
Money it flip
I do not flop
Gucci my flip
Louis my sock
Turn through the light
I took a right
Pullup and Smash the lil Nigga on sight
Oh what a hell of a night
She want a Nigga that try
Hoe woah what it is
I can not feels
I do not kill
I do not sleep
I just NyQuil
My pockets they fat
I can not feel
Lik ouu
Know what it is
Pockets they filled
I crack the seal
I bout a beer
Connecting dots like dominos
They been plotting on the low
Won't cut off my potna about no hoe
No no no
The money coming
Fingers inching
Can't say too much these niggas snitching
I got options got decisions
Woah woah
I like her lips
I make her drip
It's on sight
I hit it off rip
She had to see for herself for sure
They in my mansion
In my lobby
I fuck bitches for a hobby
I get money after my shows
Get this money
Gotta make decisions
Tryna count my way to a million
I can't never get caught up with it
John Doe
Tryna get paid fuck minimum wage
All my niggas ten toes to the pavement
Head up high to the sky I raise it
Gotta thank God almighty
I made it
Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Thompson, Durante Cosby
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