| And all my niggas know we 'bout them dollars, about them dollars,
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| know we 'bout them dollars
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| And I just went and count a hundred thousand, a hundred thousand,
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| count a hundred thousand
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| Spend that up and keep that money pilin', and keep it pilin', keep that money
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| pilin'
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| And all my hoes just know I run the island, run the island, know I run the
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| island
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| Niggas mad cause that money long
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| I just count it, like a hundred long
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| Eight months, two hundred songs
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| Now a nigga get money for it
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| Paid up, and I’m laid up, with your main bitch, and I paid her
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| She flex on me, I flex on her, I’m Floyd May' with that paper
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| I’m Floyd May' with that paper
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| I meet your bitch then I take her
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| That’s word to Mami I’m going crazy
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| My new music this shit wavy
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| Thirty thou' for that verse, maybe
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| 40k for that show, pay me
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| I be riding 'round so crazy
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| I been riding 'round with your ho lately
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| I’m going H.A.M. |
| with them doors up
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| In the crib she taking those clothes off
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| Staring at her like «Oh Lord»
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| Knock it down while I’m on tour
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| Activist and that dour smoke
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| Got me highed up, I might doze off
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| Activist and my cup full
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| I don’t share drink, I just pour more, I just pour more
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| And I just dropped your bitch cause she was wilin'
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| And I’m just gonna keep that money pilin'
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| Keep that 30 in the cut just for the violence
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| Them 38s they with my goons they got the silence
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| Cut your nigga off cause he was wilin', wilin', keep that money pilin'
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| You said you was gon' take me to an island, why is you lyin', baby just be
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| honest
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| I know he just wanna get behind it, he wanna drive it, cause I got better
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| mileage
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| Got that Saint Laurent Balenciaga, I got them dollars, don’t need you to buy it
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| Niggas mad cause my paper straight
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| Been the one since like '88
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| And I was born in '87, put my niggas on and they crazy straight
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| When you shinin' hard, they throw shade your way
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| Fuck me good, and get a rate today
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| I can tell that pussy wet
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| 'Fore I eat the box let me say my Grace, like Amen
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| Nigga Amen, Amen, all you gotta do is say when
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| Said I came when
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| Quarter mil' when I came in
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| Odds on the wheel when I came in
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| Took a plane in
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| None of y’all niggas ain’t been
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| With a bad bitch and they friend
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| On a G5, with your mind blowing in the wind
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| Hit rewind and we doing it again
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| With them drinks I’ma (Pour more) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bout Them Dollas , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album First Come First Serve, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп