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Letra : Dolla Bill
S-s-s-spit fire records
Hey, woah, hey (Woah)
Young n***a world
Spit fire Melly and Iya Champs
(I'm like, yeah)
Pu**yole man a lo-loner
High off a di Henny and the Loud, yah
Feel like seh mi higher dan the cloud, yah
Violate, Melly a [?]
Know I'ma shooter, hollow tips in my Ruger (Mhm-hmm)
And the way I'm in all these pu**y boy dreams like I'm Freddy Krueger (I'm Freddy Krueger)
I don't beef through computer (No computer)
I'm a blood, b*t*h, I meant bombuter (Bratt, bratt, bratt)
Hit that lil' b*t*h with the F&N, shoot at his mother and daddy and all of them
All of my Glock got a hundred round (Hunna, hunna, hunna)
Get that pu**y n***a, we gon' lay him down (Bang-bang)
That big pu**y mushy, wet, down down (Splash)
Pu**y mushy, soakin' wet, I might f**kin' drown (Splash)
Pu**y boy don't got my money, then it goin' down (Bang)
Bang, bang, bang
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah (Dollar, dollar bill, yeah)
Yeah
And if you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya
He finna kill you
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah
Dollar bill, yeah
If you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya (Bang-bang)
You gotta get killed
B-I-N-G
Young rich n***a, I got gold all in my teeth
Shawty wanna f**k 'cause she know I'm from the G
Pull up with big Glock, F&N and 223
Melly got that white whip, whip it in the pan
You don't really want no beef, 'cause that choppa I can
Pull it out of the room, hit it with the broom
Yo, Iya Champs, tell them what we gon' do
Steff Curry [?] bun tree [?]
Send couple grand [?] yard
Tell mummy [?] it off, lock it off like the light, ya
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah (Dollar bill)
And if you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya
You gotta get killed
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah
If you ain't got my money, I'ma f**king kill ya
Pu**yole man a lo-loner
High off a di Henny and the Loud, yah
Feel like seh mi higher dan the cloud, yah
Violate, Melly a [?]
Know I'ma shooter, hollow tips in my Ruger (Mhm-hmm)
And the way I'm in all these pu**y boy dreams like I'm Freddy Krueger (I'm Freddy Krueger)
I don't beef through computer (No computer)
I'm a blood, b*t*h, I meant bombuter (Bratt, bratt, bratt)
Hit that lil' b*t*h with the F&N, shoot at his mother and daddy and all of them
All of my Glock got a hundred round (Hunna, hunna, hunna)
Get that pu**y n***a, we gon' lay him down (Bang-bang)
That big pu**y mushy, wet, down down (Splash)
Pu**y mushy, soakin' wet, I might f**kin' drown (Splash)
Pu**y boy don't got my money, then it goin' down (Bang)
Bang, bang, bang
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah (Dollar, dollar bill, yeah)
Yeah
And if you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya
He finna kill you
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah
Dollar bill, yeah
If you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya (Bang-bang)
You gotta get killed
Hey, woah, hey (Woah)
Young n***a world
Spit fire Melly and Iya Champs
(I'm like, yeah)
Pu**yole man a lo-loner
High off a di Henny and the Loud, yah
Feel like seh mi higher dan the cloud, yah
Violate, Melly a [?]
Know I'ma shooter, hollow tips in my Ruger (Mhm-hmm)
And the way I'm in all these pu**y boy dreams like I'm Freddy Krueger (I'm Freddy Krueger)
I don't beef through computer (No computer)
I'm a blood, b*t*h, I meant bombuter (Bratt, bratt, bratt)
Hit that lil' b*t*h with the F&N, shoot at his mother and daddy and all of them
All of my Glock got a hundred round (Hunna, hunna, hunna)
Get that pu**y n***a, we gon' lay him down (Bang-bang)
That big pu**y mushy, wet, down down (Splash)
Pu**y mushy, soakin' wet, I might f**kin' drown (Splash)
Pu**y boy don't got my money, then it goin' down (Bang)
Bang, bang, bang
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah (Dollar, dollar bill, yeah)
Yeah
And if you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya
He finna kill you
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah
Dollar bill, yeah
If you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya (Bang-bang)
You gotta get killed
B-I-N-G
Young rich n***a, I got gold all in my teeth
Shawty wanna f**k 'cause she know I'm from the G
Pull up with big Glock, F&N and 223
Melly got that white whip, whip it in the pan
You don't really want no beef, 'cause that choppa I can
Pull it out of the room, hit it with the broom
Yo, Iya Champs, tell them what we gon' do
Steff Curry [?] bun tree [?]
Send couple grand [?] yard
Tell mummy [?] it off, lock it off like the light, ya
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah (Dollar bill)
And if you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya
You gotta get killed
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah
If you ain't got my money, I'ma f**king kill ya
Pu**yole man a lo-loner
High off a di Henny and the Loud, yah
Feel like seh mi higher dan the cloud, yah
Violate, Melly a [?]
Know I'ma shooter, hollow tips in my Ruger (Mhm-hmm)
And the way I'm in all these pu**y boy dreams like I'm Freddy Krueger (I'm Freddy Krueger)
I don't beef through computer (No computer)
I'm a blood, b*t*h, I meant bombuter (Bratt, bratt, bratt)
Hit that lil' b*t*h with the F&N, shoot at his mother and daddy and all of them
All of my Glock got a hundred round (Hunna, hunna, hunna)
Get that pu**y n***a, we gon' lay him down (Bang-bang)
That big pu**y mushy, wet, down down (Splash)
Pu**y mushy, soakin' wet, I might f**kin' drown (Splash)
Pu**y boy don't got my money, then it goin' down (Bang)
Bang, bang, bang
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah (Dollar, dollar bill, yeah)
Yeah
And if you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya
He finna kill you
Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar bill, yeah
Dollar bill, yeah
If you ain't got my money, I'ma motherf**king kill ya (Bang-bang)
You gotta get killed
