Dashboard Danny - Dolla Signs and Palm Trees lyrics
[Dashboard Danny - Dolla Signs and Palm Trees lyrics]
From the city of the hustlers
Away from the beach all I think about is
Dolla signs and palm trees
Been a long time since I
Shopped for some sheets
FTLOM I turnt into a fiend
I'm always asked why I'm always working
Cause I can't ever seem to make some
Time to find me some sleep
I always ask have you ever been hungry?
So stop acting like you outchea
And you ain't tryna eat
When my daddy wasn't working
He used to take me fishing
And he'd fill up the whole bucket
But I ain't want that for dinner
Spoiled lil brat
But my dad prepared for that
Separate what's gon be taken homе
And then we headеd back
But first we stopping at the store
For scratch off tickets and some smokes
At least that's what I thought
Cause Lil did I know
My daddy hustlin' on the low
Took all them fish right out the cooler
I'm Talkin all the fish that
Was in the bucket
Now just a quarter less fuller
That he traded for some dollars and some
Chops for him to cook up just For me
I see what you did for me
Now it's time to eat
From the city of the hustlers
Away from the beach
All I think about is dolla
Signs and palm trees
Been a long time since I
Shopped for some sheets
FTLOM I turnt into a fiend
I'm always asked why I'm always working
Cause I can't ever seem to make some
Time to find me some sleep
I always ask have you ever been hungry?
So stop acting like you outchea
And you ain't tryna eat
Away from the beach all I think about is
Dolla signs and palm trees
Been a long time since I
Shopped for some sheets
FTLOM I turnt into a fiend
I'm always asked why I'm always working
Cause I can't ever seem to make some
Time to find me some sleep
I always ask have you ever been hungry?
So stop acting like you outchea
And you ain't tryna eat
When my daddy wasn't working
He used to take me fishing
And he'd fill up the whole bucket
But I ain't want that for dinner
Spoiled lil brat
But my dad prepared for that
Separate what's gon be taken homе
And then we headеd back
But first we stopping at the store
For scratch off tickets and some smokes
At least that's what I thought
Cause Lil did I know
My daddy hustlin' on the low
Took all them fish right out the cooler
I'm Talkin all the fish that
Was in the bucket
Now just a quarter less fuller
That he traded for some dollars and some
Chops for him to cook up just For me
I see what you did for me
Now it's time to eat
From the city of the hustlers
Away from the beach
All I think about is dolla
Signs and palm trees
Been a long time since I
Shopped for some sheets
FTLOM I turnt into a fiend
I'm always asked why I'm always working
Cause I can't ever seem to make some
Time to find me some sleep
I always ask have you ever been hungry?
So stop acting like you outchea
And you ain't tryna eat