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letra de fuego - dolla bill (mi)

[verse 1]
uh checks on the shoes and the checks in the bank (bank)
up in the stu’ got a wrap with the dank (that’s the dank)
hit after hit man these songs getting cranked (barry bonds)
gas when i spit like the gas in the tank (pump)
b-tch after b-tch they remember the name (that’s dolla)
ice in the drink like i’m dipping my chain (that’s cup)
my sh-t a movie and yours like a game (yuh)
claim you got money but mine not the same
uh, stacking it up, f-ck ’round with me and you packing it up (bah)
got a bad b-tch and she backing it up i don’t f-ck with these others they lack in the cut (yuh yuh uh)
lacking the bud, they don’t want smoke, told ’em don’t test me when i’m in the zone
i swear i don’t miss when i’m off of the cone, i swear i’ma cheat like i’m entering codes
entering codes like i got a controller i’m on that grown sh-t and you stuck in the stroller
you wanna stay with us but you not a roller ’cause i’m near the top and like n0body closer
my songs be so hot but my flow is so cold it’s like i’m f-cking bipolar
i’m from the m so don’t matter how froze your sh-t is cause i swear what i’m rocking be colder (uh)
i am so froze, i be so cold, got all these haters on tips of they toes
not from the 6 but i’m back in my woes, know the sh-t pop like the names on my clothes
all of these hoes, all of these b-tches
young dolla bill so don’t f-ck with the riches, listen (listen)

[verse 2]
uh, chase bank don’t chase hoes (what else?)
save money in my account cause i don’t really like to save hoes (uh huh)
say you making moves but like i’on really see the plays though (nah)
any place i go to you know the fit straight fuego (yah, okay)
lay low if you want smoke come get it, guarantee that it’s ready (yah)
guarantee that i make bank like a bad b-tch wearing fendi, came in all ready (yuh, yuh)
weapon tucked so steady, friends ed edd eddy
take dreams and i ruin dreams they should just call the young kid freddy (uh)
nightmare on north street, f-ck hoes and f-ck beats (uh)
like i don’t care if you f-ck these, money hanging out like some buck t–th
run these, every track i’m on man i run that too like a humvee
every bar i spit got you tripping out, like “oh my god” my flow clumsy (trip)
i stop when the beat stops, upload a song that’s when heat drops
this a different game if you foul on me i ain’t stopping till i hit three shots (three!)
i ain’t even need a detox, i’m top tier i’m sp-ce bound
man i could drop my first demo tape and i bet it’s better than they sound
this sh-t like a playground i run around don’t think twice (what?)
i pull up in a new fit make your main girl have to think twice
i’m too nice, dolla bill, aka i be pr-ne to action
money season, money records, everybody repping money faction

- dolla bill mi

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