to your lawyer Talk to your lawyer for me That's the dollar bill rock now That's the dollar bill rock That's the dollar bill rock now That's the dollar bill
Joe, my name is Crazy Flow You thought I had eight, but I got ten mo' Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat Street I stink like pop's feet, make
area abdominal que va a explotar como fiesta patronal que va a explotar como palestino. Yo se que a ti te gusta el pop rock latino pero este reggaeton
didda daaamm Laaalaaalaaa Lalalalala (Yesss) Laaalaaalaaa Lalalala (Let's go) And I ain't gotta tell ya'll who I be Cause 100 hundred doller bills dey
You Just A Potty Mouth Like Andrew Dice Clay I Pop Collars On Niggas, I Drop Dollars On Niggas I Jell O's Together I Bill Cosby On Niggas Got You Lost
But I only smoke dutches I don't feel these MF They gonna pull and shot what NO really MF you gonna run Probably pull you a killie MF Nigga please you wouldn't pop
the red Dunkies Wrist watch rocky Jesus head chunky White Gold grill Make 'em go "Ill" The new money Anna Nicole mills Big faces none of the old bills
on that I 95 pink see us sucka'z who but I? im on my way to party a corut NY now i aint gotta tell you that them boys pop bottles, and mami's lookin like
tryin to watch her I'm a free man why do u both? after this club finished were goiin to freemore whos gonna be the lucky one to sit on my see-saw. Paid mums bills
, North east south west, whole of the country I'm kinda famous, thanks poppsy If you want food, stay around Dubsy C town and end ting, trust Bun your cheap talk (pop pop
Lambert, even fucked Tiger Woods (Owww What?) My mouth is V.I.P, weave like Beyonce, lips like Jay-Z. I'm 'bout to do a back bender, make you go POP!
grew up in the hood dawg Witness the hood fall And if I never woulda rolled through family state You wouldn't be listening to my jam today My grandmamma in the hospital (yeah) And I gotta pay that bill
me I wanna touch it but I ain't able The one leg she can shake at the top of the pole Look at the laffy taffy when she pop, she roll I wanna get her in
12 full of rhyme ... I got cars, I said shut up... rich ... my ears pop right here Where my ... dropped, I found ... like that's hot Now where bread, I'ma need that bill
or yellow stallion Pretty brown eyes, and thick thighs Half Chinese, mixed with Italian Paid for, everything cash My rear view, is in my dash Got a pop
quick, In a fast lick (skert, skert) Whips, Flyin past grams Derrty i'm the man That ya don't understand Back in hand If the club wit me Pop a bottle
, you must be crazy I know it's your job, but I ain't trickin' miss daisy I want a quick feel, a cheap thrill - But I ain't payin' no pussy bills! If
the gun [*fires*] and cold-iced him And I'm a victim of society I got societal ills It's harder to pay bills than pop pills They send a brother off to
