Hustle Gang, Big Kuntry King, Doe B, Yung Booke, T.I. - G.D.O.D. lyrics
[Hustle Gang, Big Kuntry King, Doe B, Yung Booke, T.I. - G.D.O.D. lyrics]
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die
Say girl stand, stakin, I can hit a mill
Playin hay, getting on my ass
I don’t give a fuck
We talkin paper, hood is up
We get them figures up
The order I’m payin for, I hit them niggas up
Triple OG, they can sit around
Slurp green like nigga you a sitting duck
I park a drive
You suck a dick then I’m still bonified
GDOD, you know me homie, know I’m gonna ride
My reputation all I got
Some say I’m snitchin, pussy nigga
Who you talkin bout?
Fuck nigga, we can have a paper work party
But she ain’t got no patience
Shawty do that work for me
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die
I’m about that paper
I’mma get that til I die
I’m not understanding you
We’ll see when we can lie
I’m ridin round solo with some
Titties in my right
They say we ain’t getting money
They don’t motherfuckin lie
I’m like shittin rich
We getting karats by the pound
We ain’t countin that so we gonna
Be countin for a while
Cut through it when I shoot
Now they through it in the top
‘Cause everybody came through
Shawty take they ball
Get dough or die, they where you need it ho
Though how the streets talkin you
A dead man walkin and I just bought a Louie
Belt to hold that 40
If you play emotion to the death
With that big ol 40
For real, I’m preachin out in Ogeeda
Don’t talk about yo real
Boy I’m walkin on the real
Any boogers in my ear cost me brick fair
All white BBS’s look like fish scale
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die
I’m all about my paper, bustin for my cheddar
The reason why you broke ‘cause
You don’t know no better
You not talkin money I can’t see yo visions
All I do is getting money
That my true religion i will bust it down
Pass when you were washin dishes
You was workin for the man
Now we’re still up in it
We ain’t ghosts in the ghost
Nothing is rented
I don’t even know the price
Bitch I just spin it
You see them Forgiato bitch
I pull em on the curb
If she’s not a bad bitch
She getting no swerve
Can’t even swing a rack, no sir
I’m a selling digit nigga
Like a phone long bird
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die
Say girl stand, stakin, I can hit a mill
Playin hay, getting on my ass
I don’t give a fuck
We talkin paper, hood is up
We get them figures up
The order I’m payin for, I hit them niggas up
Triple OG, they can sit around
Slurp green like nigga you a sitting duck
I park a drive
You suck a dick then I’m still bonified
GDOD, you know me homie, know I’m gonna ride
My reputation all I got
Some say I’m snitchin, pussy nigga
Who you talkin bout?
Fuck nigga, we can have a paper work party
But she ain’t got no patience
Shawty do that work for me
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die
I’m about that paper
I’mma get that til I die
I’m not understanding you
We’ll see when we can lie
I’m ridin round solo with some
Titties in my right
They say we ain’t getting money
They don’t motherfuckin lie
I’m like shittin rich
We getting karats by the pound
We ain’t countin that so we gonna
Be countin for a while
Cut through it when I shoot
Now they through it in the top
‘Cause everybody came through
Shawty take they ball
Get dough or die, they where you need it ho
Though how the streets talkin you
A dead man walkin and I just bought a Louie
Belt to hold that 40
If you play emotion to the death
With that big ol 40
For real, I’m preachin out in Ogeeda
Don’t talk about yo real
Boy I’m walkin on the real
Any boogers in my ear cost me brick fair
All white BBS’s look like fish scale
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die
I’m all about my paper, bustin for my cheddar
The reason why you broke ‘cause
You don’t know no better
You not talkin money I can’t see yo visions
All I do is getting money
That my true religion i will bust it down
Pass when you were washin dishes
You was workin for the man
Now we’re still up in it
We ain’t ghosts in the ghost
Nothing is rented
I don’t even know the price
Bitch I just spin it
You see them Forgiato bitch
I pull em on the curb
If she’s not a bad bitch
She getting no swerve
Can’t even swing a rack, no sir
I’m a selling digit nigga
Like a phone long bird
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money short
Back out so stand up
I’m lookin good, I roll the block
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die say I ain’t getting it
Who told done told the lie?
I’m all about that GDOD, hoe
Get dough or die