Dollar Bill

Lyrics

Unstoppable, Trackmasters, Rockland, come on
 Na-na so sick, make your toes twitch
 Get up in yo' ass and ride that shit
 Oh yeah, dare you act shady with the first lady?
 Let's go half on this baby
 Inner thighs thick so when we fuck you must put me in a Swiss ho'
 Room 704, fuck they mad at me fo'?
 Skin copper, na-na stay proper, who could stop her?
 Nothin'. Hey, do a somersault
 All that platinum shit you bought?
 Nigga, fuck you thought, it ain't my fault
 Keep the wrist rocky, attitude cocky
 Next time you see me, address me like "Miss Foxy"
 It's for the wrist cop it, if it's a six drop it
 Thongs with topless how you like that Robbie?
 Ain't nothing sweet, you know my style, doggy style
 From the back, in the back, hit it like that
 The dollar bill
 Nothin' but stacks get you anything
 Anywhere, as a matter of fact, dollar bill
 Say what you want baby
 While you be stalling at the lights
 We be dippin in Mercedes
 Dollar bill
 Can get us from here to Rio
 In two hours first class still time to take a shower
 The dollar bill
 Where ever we be it's VIP stats, no doubt
 So what y'all cats know about that
 Say lady, I'm liking what I see
 Come on and talk to me baby, baby, baby
 Can't you see one night is all I need
 We'll go somewhere and be
 Talkin' about your future plans with me
 I would do anything
 To have you in my life, that's right
 We can take a flight out of here go anywhere
 Uh uh, I got proof rims on the V-12
 Make you raise the roof, no gold in the tooth
 Put some in the vault CD's overseas
 Private lofts, I'm you haters holocaust
 Ain't my fault I rap, then still made a mill'
 But it's my fault I got my own label deal
 Vacation in Japan while you wish for Bennihana's
 On the way to pick up Madona, the ill na-na
 Now you know the na-na plays with the big boys, aye'day
 From the six coupe to the big Royce, can you handle that?
 A lotta sass and ass with that
 And I'm strickly for the dough
 So fuck you think I'm here fo'?
 Princesses in a row, row platinum status
 Ice lace to pink face
 Then I back the faggots
 See me rocking aye'thang from Mongolians to Persians
 Y'all still learning, I got Rem swervin', through a sermon
 And there's nothin' you can tell me 'bout these cats that I
 Don't even ram through a plan, too much stack
 Must I continue this?
 Might be a couple of cats that I miss
 We could skip the french kiss, take it straight to the wrist
 And it gets no iller than this
 Na-na engraved on canary ice, see me wear it twice
 Did y'all niggas hear me right?
 Me and Kelly put the lock down on New York to Chitown
 His town to my town, for the dollar bill
 The dollar bill
 Tell me who that said that we couldn't rock
 I roll the dice, bet the dots say we won't stop
 I roll from Chitown to Cali, hit your block
 I bless the day that R&B music meet hip hop
 You haters thought that Kelly couldn't keep it hot
 Even when I'm in your face, y'all see me not
 Sportin' nothing but the rocks, navigators on the block
 Merridian CD's with five TV's
 College honeys follow in your GS3
 We on the way to IHOP, coming from the spot
 Niggas in the lot jammin' to the knock
 Y'all mad cause you can't get what we got
 Who's the number one contender, January through December?
 Cut your forest down while you niggas screamin' Timothy
 Sophia know me from the beach house in Miami
 Banks know me, so I could give a damn about the Grammies
 The dollar bill
 Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
 The dollar bill
 Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
 The dollar bill
 Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
 The dollar bill
 Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
 The dollar bill, Track Masters, Rockland

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Song Details

Duration
04:22
Key
1
Tempo
90 BPM

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