Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dolla Bills , by - Fly Union. Release date: 02.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dolla Bills |
| Br-br-br-br-bread in the toaster |
| Burn it up |
| What they talking? |
| We ain’t heard enough |
| Bread in the toaster |
| Burn it up |
| What they talking? |
| We ain’t heard enough |
| Porsche coming, we gone drop the roof |
| Cut the wheels like a fucking coupe |
| You don’t fuck with me |
| Shit I don’t fuck with you |
| You 'bout lies, and I’m telling truth |
| I’m 'bout dirt and you follow rules |
| I break them shits and I pay the dues |
| You 'bout telling me all the shit that you finna do |
| You an interlude |
| Gold chains and them gold fronts |
| That’s for bitches in TV |
| Dumb shit what you seeing |
| What the fuck you believe in? |
| I’m 'bout making the motherfuckers with all the cheese believe in me |
| My homeboy in that mouse trap |
| Where they don’t get no sound at |
| It ain’t no hoes and no loud pack |
| I feel for him, we gone bounce back |
| Got whatever you need homie |
| Wide awake with these dreams homie |
| Count shit you can’t even figure |
| Her ass wider than a Cadillac |
| I’m smashin' that I’m like «Skrrt!» |
| Damn, body shop they like «Oh man!» |
| Shit leaking like a car wash |
| Damp damp, I got wamp wamp |
| I got food stamps and her legs cramp |
| We in the Hamptons, I’m Porsche Cayenne’in |
| Niggas still on that fly shit |
| Still on that I might die shit |
| Still on that I don’t give a fuck what it cost still might buy shit |
| Dolla bills, dolls bills |
| Five hundred, half a mil |
| God damn, I’m like shit nigga |
| Guess this what I get nigga |
| Hundred grand worth of charcoal with no barcode |
| I’m like this nigga |
| Jammed up, but I took the bail like a gift nigga |
| No bitch nigga |
| No snitch nigga |
| This crime pays |
| Cashing in on them rainy days |
| When I was growing up, ain’t have enough |
| That’s why I’m acting up |
| Like fat booty’s, like buying shit |
| Like selling shit |
| Shit I might have something that you trying to get |
| Shit it might be something that you might’ve missed |
| And I might have more if you adding this |
| I might be what they say I am |
| And I might’ve did what they say I did |
| Got a Midas touch, I ain’t blowing smoke |
| I’m blowing up |
| Y’all niggas tokens, I’m in her slot |
| Jackpot approaching, my couch cost yo crib nigga |
| My crib paid by yo rent nigga |
| Pull the john in a Mac truck |
| Ain’t shit you can tell me 'bout shit nigga |
| Unless you live this and don’t fear shit |
| Did shit and can’t see shit through these tints |
| I’m Breaking Bad at this campsite |
| Been cooking up for my whole life |
| Eating good I got a appetite |
| Shoulda bought a stack of these apple pies when the price is right |
| Before the, fuck the hecklers |
| For the record, furthermore ain’t much more to tell ya |