Graditude
Let's go dollar for dollar if you got more dollars than me then I'm robbin' your ass
Brembo ARP, nigga, run up on me and this bitch here stoppin' ya fast
Cuzzo can bring some cash every checc that he drop, you know that it's glass
When it come to the pape, how out with drac
With or without my mask
Uh, pussy don't make me mad
Uh, bitch, don't make me mad
Uh, my ex, bitch, start doin' diccs
That's cool, lil' ho, cuz I been in my bag
Puttin' that wheel on shit Don't try to play traffic with me, I will make you crash
Draco all on your face when this bitch go off look like a camera flash
Say cheese for my camera put your ass up on a portrait, nigga
I don't like you at all i feel like you should've been aborted, nigga
Please just send the text don't call my phone unless it's important, nigga
But she say she need me right now cuz its important, nigga
She say she need me, I just don't get what do you need me for
You can be my honey If you swallow my nut like cherrio
Hate to see her leave but goddamn, I love to see her go
She love me for sure
She want me bad right no cuz I'm in my glow
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh What are you runnin' for
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah Nigga, go get that, door
Big Glocc on my lap With the kriss vect What do I need you for
Had you and you was done bad When I was down bad you did not have me doe
I do not understand for sure, for sure some things are just not certain
My hoe fuccin' me on Ramadan Allah not who she worship
I don't know what's worser
Shit, I don't know what's worser
But I do know that this big 10 mill Really close your curtains
I work hard for this shit So I hold this with some gratitude
Bitch, you better watch yourself around me Hoe, check that attitude
Niggas happy they craccin Bitches, nigga, that's cool i fucced her, too
One thing that you'll never ever, ever
be is my boo
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' your ass
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' your ass
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' your ass
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' yo ass
Brembo ARP, nigga, run up on me and this bitch here stoppin' ya fast
Cuzzo can bring some cash every checc that he drop, you know that it's glass
When it come to the pape, how out with drac
With or without my mask
Uh, pussy don't make me mad
Uh, bitch, don't make me mad
Uh, my ex, bitch, start doin' diccs
That's cool, lil' ho, cuz I been in my bag
Puttin' that wheel on shit Don't try to play traffic with me, I will make you crash
Draco all on your face when this bitch go off look like a camera flash
Say cheese for my camera put your ass up on a portrait, nigga
I don't like you at all i feel like you should've been aborted, nigga
Please just send the text don't call my phone unless it's important, nigga
But she say she need me right now cuz its important, nigga
She say she need me, I just don't get what do you need me for
You can be my honey If you swallow my nut like cherrio
Hate to see her leave but goddamn, I love to see her go
She love me for sure
She want me bad right no cuz I'm in my glow
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh What are you runnin' for
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah Nigga, go get that, door
Big Glocc on my lap With the kriss vect What do I need you for
Had you and you was done bad When I was down bad you did not have me doe
I do not understand for sure, for sure some things are just not certain
My hoe fuccin' me on Ramadan Allah not who she worship
I don't know what's worser
Shit, I don't know what's worser
But I do know that this big 10 mill Really close your curtains
I work hard for this shit So I hold this with some gratitude
Bitch, you better watch yourself around me Hoe, check that attitude
Niggas happy they craccin Bitches, nigga, that's cool i fucced her, too
One thing that you'll never ever, ever
be is my boo
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' your ass
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' your ass
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' your ass
Let's go dollar for dollar If you got more dollars than me Then I'm robbin' yo ass
Credits
Writer(s): Cee Loc
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