Lil B, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em - I Get Dollaz lyrics
[Lil B, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em - I Get Dollaz lyrics]
My haters gettin mad, bitch
They bout to get more mad they see my chain
And screem the initials of World Of Warcraft
My worst man
Will kill your best man on his worst day
Kill him in the worst way
And quench him if he thirsty
Chicago, that's my birth place
But, I'm an ATL resident
And one day, if it'd be possible
I may be the president
They elect me out the game, cause SOD
We off the chain
Just like a Pitbul runnin on Stairoids
In the middle of the ring bang bang
These diamonds on me lookin like Arangatang
Soulja the flame, man, hit m with the gang
Man 5 on me, main chain
Niggas tryna get it with the red thing
Red dots on his nose
Havin him lookin like Rudolph
5 with the roof off, Soulja Boy
Tell M, I'm the truth, dog
Fuck ya'll niggas wanna do, dog
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I'm gettin more money now
I'm on another level now
I think a lot of niggas be sleepin a nigga
But found out that a nigga really is a beast
I'm fine, nigga, you can't really flow
They find out a nigga really never been a hoe
They found out that a nigga that
They been givin about 200
000 dollars for a motherfuckin show
They find out that my pinky ring straight
Glowin, when I hit the club
Bitches already knowin
SOD gang, chains I'm showin
Me and my niggas we hot, you sell it
Me and my niggas got it hot, pop pop
Bought guns from the shop
Sold them for a thousand
Me and my niggas be gettin this
Money, and ain't shit funny
We ain't a dummy
You Must not know, fuck you seein
You and your niggas seein just like Stevie
Me and my niggas, we somethin like
The type make that real shit, big shit
RIP to your arguments
Rappers thinkin you could fuck with me
It's not going to happen, hit
M with the Ratchit, make shit splatter
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I got bitches, I got money
Hittin switches, get that money
Smoke that blunt up, fuck them bitches
It's Bassed God, bitch, ridin 6 inch
Fuckin bitches, shout to Beezy
That's Yeezy, Soulja, Lamborghini
30, 000, hundred million all my niggas dope
So crazy in this fuckin building
It's SOD, Bassed God, Lil B
Hundred mill, survin strippers, waterfront
Goddamb, bitches mad
Mad at them hoes, in the back
Got them bitches, in the room, goddamb
No lie we winnin
We came back, me and all my niggas
With them racks
Rock that shit, that's a doorag
Niggas come back, we did that
They bout to get more mad they see my chain
And screem the initials of World Of Warcraft
My worst man
Will kill your best man on his worst day
Kill him in the worst way
And quench him if he thirsty
Chicago, that's my birth place
But, I'm an ATL resident
And one day, if it'd be possible
I may be the president
They elect me out the game, cause SOD
We off the chain
Just like a Pitbul runnin on Stairoids
In the middle of the ring bang bang
These diamonds on me lookin like Arangatang
Soulja the flame, man, hit m with the gang
Man 5 on me, main chain
Niggas tryna get it with the red thing
Red dots on his nose
Havin him lookin like Rudolph
5 with the roof off, Soulja Boy
Tell M, I'm the truth, dog
Fuck ya'll niggas wanna do, dog
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I'm gettin more money now
I'm on another level now
I think a lot of niggas be sleepin a nigga
But found out that a nigga really is a beast
I'm fine, nigga, you can't really flow
They find out a nigga really never been a hoe
They found out that a nigga that
They been givin about 200
000 dollars for a motherfuckin show
They find out that my pinky ring straight
Glowin, when I hit the club
Bitches already knowin
SOD gang, chains I'm showin
Me and my niggas we hot, you sell it
Me and my niggas got it hot, pop pop
Bought guns from the shop
Sold them for a thousand
Me and my niggas be gettin this
Money, and ain't shit funny
We ain't a dummy
You Must not know, fuck you seein
You and your niggas seein just like Stevie
Me and my niggas, we somethin like
The type make that real shit, big shit
RIP to your arguments
Rappers thinkin you could fuck with me
It's not going to happen, hit
M with the Ratchit, make shit splatter
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I got bitches, I got money
Hittin switches, get that money
Smoke that blunt up, fuck them bitches
It's Bassed God, bitch, ridin 6 inch
Fuckin bitches, shout to Beezy
That's Yeezy, Soulja, Lamborghini
30, 000, hundred million all my niggas dope
So crazy in this fuckin building
It's SOD, Bassed God, Lil B
Hundred mill, survin strippers, waterfront
Goddamb, bitches mad
Mad at them hoes, in the back
Got them bitches, in the room, goddamb
No lie we winnin
We came back, me and all my niggas
With them racks
Rock that shit, that's a doorag
Niggas come back, we did that