: Dime, dime, dime, dime, dime Que puedo hacer yo por ti Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero Quiero saber que decir Dime cuando Vas a salir por
t Specially on my best stand on my bape sh*t Act like you can't tell who made this New gospel homey take six, and take this, haters N- n- now th- that don't
] Turn it up [F] This is it! [M] This is it [F] We the shit [M] We the shiiiiiiiiiit [F] Get with it! [F] Give a fuck [M] Give a fuck [F] Who you wit [
you was watching, who the f-ck wasn't Me skip across that stage in 5 dozen Yeah 6 grand for a minute's time Italian vogue style a n-gga for a minute
come wit a recliner run up on it and sh-t will get uglier than an iguana this is only a reminder it's Young Money don't forget it and im Weezy F baby
F-ck these other bitches, don't trip You've been working too hard, tell em n-ggas cut the check Goin pick up all this money, I know you don't mind Go
best sh-t, and babe you the f-cking best, you deserve a trophy, you could be my four leaf clover my clothes aren?t tight n-gga their cosy, and when
up a dime, there go another line you figured Never drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was Never been that {nigga} If you really wanna test me, brother don't
ll give you a dime With ten thousand you can go to work for a week Take some time off to think, I'll even throw in a key He stopped at the mo', I gave
tonight Play secretary I'm the boss tonight And you don't give a f*** what they all say, right? Awesome, the Christian in Christian Dior Damn they don't
two hookers, feel the woofers Don't worry, the cops won't book her And you ain't gotta tip her She's a call girl, she ain't no stripper She's a dime
T.I., I keep a 'Rubberband' I'm eatin', them n*** is fastin' I f*** off a rack on a pair of Fendi glasses It ain't nuttin' 'cause I'm Dolla Will I keep a
puttin' it in they face shit Eight ball, F A T M A C K, known for layin' it down And doin' shit the playa way Callabo's of the dough ain't no secret Space
ever saw a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me if a n-gga aint running shootin a jump shot running a track meet but this pimp
is at I don't carry a gat, but my n-ggas do It's like my jumper is off, I let my n-ggas shoot and don't none of my n-ggas do Take the time to listen
to the Palms I'm a wizard, I'm a don and I put this on my mom I'm offended, I'm appalled If y'all ain't bowing Claim you a monster but y'all aint growling
'm a wizard, I'm a don and I put this on my mom I'm offended, I'm appalled If y'all ain't bowing Claim you a monster but y'all aint growling Claim you
a glow toy I let it go I got a couple skeleton's in my past to show for it No disrespect to Mistah F.A.B. But nigga I ain't never really been out flowed
