Meek Mill, Mike Davis, Keke Palmer - About a Dolla lyrics
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Meek Mill, Mike Davis, Keke Palmer - About a Dolla lyrics]
And all my niggas know we 'bout
Them dollars, about them dollars
Know we 'bout them dollars
And I just went and count a
Hundred thousand, a hundred thousand
Count a hundred thousand
Spend that up and keep that money
Pilin', and keep it pilin'
Keep that money pilin'
And all my hoes just know I
Run the island, run the island
Know I run the island
Niggas mad cause that money long
I just count it, like a hundred long
Eight months, two hundred songs
Now a nigga get money for it
Paid up, and I'm laid up
With your main bitch, and I paid her
She flex on me, I flex on her
I'm Floyd May' with that paper
I'm Floyd May' with that paper
I meet your bitch then I take her
That's word to Mami I'm going crazy
My new music this shit wavy
Thirty thou' for that verse, maybe
40k for that show, pay me
I be riding 'round so crazy
I been riding 'round with your ho lately
I'm going HAM with them doors up
In the crib she taking those clothes off
Staring at her like "Oh Lord"
Knock it down while I'm on tour
Activist and that dour smoke
Got me highed up, I might doze off
Activist and my cup full
I don't share drink, I just pour more
I just pour more
And I just dropped your bitch
Cause she was wilin'
And I'm just gonna keep that money pilin'
Keep that 30 in the cut just for the violence
Them 38s they with my goons
They got the silence
Cut your nigga off cause
He was wilin', wilin'
Keep that money pilin'
You said you was gon' take me to
An island, why is you lyin'
Baby just be honest
I know he just wanna get behind
It, he wanna drive it
Cause I got better mileage
Got that Saint Laurent Balenciaga
I got them dollars
Don't need you to buy it
Niggas mad cause my paper straight
Been the one since like '88
And I was born in '87
Put my niggas on and they crazy straight
When you shinin' hard
They throw shade your way
Fuck me good, and get a rate today
I can tell that pussy wet
'Fore I eat the box let me say my Grace
Like Amen nigga Amen, Amen
All you gotta do is say when
Said I came when
Quarter mil' when I came in
Odds on the wheel when I came in
Took a plane in
None of y'all niggas ain't been
With a bad bitch and they friend
On a G5, with your mind blowing in the wind
Hit rewind and we doing it again
With them drinks I'ma (Pour more)
Them dollars, about them dollars
Know we 'bout them dollars
And I just went and count a
Hundred thousand, a hundred thousand
Count a hundred thousand
Spend that up and keep that money
Pilin', and keep it pilin'
Keep that money pilin'
And all my hoes just know I
Run the island, run the island
Know I run the island
Niggas mad cause that money long
I just count it, like a hundred long
Eight months, two hundred songs
Now a nigga get money for it
Paid up, and I'm laid up
With your main bitch, and I paid her
She flex on me, I flex on her
I'm Floyd May' with that paper
I'm Floyd May' with that paper
I meet your bitch then I take her
That's word to Mami I'm going crazy
My new music this shit wavy
Thirty thou' for that verse, maybe
40k for that show, pay me
I be riding 'round so crazy
I been riding 'round with your ho lately
I'm going HAM with them doors up
In the crib she taking those clothes off
Staring at her like "Oh Lord"
Knock it down while I'm on tour
Activist and that dour smoke
Got me highed up, I might doze off
Activist and my cup full
I don't share drink, I just pour more
I just pour more
And I just dropped your bitch
Cause she was wilin'
And I'm just gonna keep that money pilin'
Keep that 30 in the cut just for the violence
Them 38s they with my goons
They got the silence
Cut your nigga off cause
He was wilin', wilin'
Keep that money pilin'
You said you was gon' take me to
An island, why is you lyin'
Baby just be honest
I know he just wanna get behind
It, he wanna drive it
Cause I got better mileage
Got that Saint Laurent Balenciaga
I got them dollars
Don't need you to buy it
Niggas mad cause my paper straight
Been the one since like '88
And I was born in '87
Put my niggas on and they crazy straight
When you shinin' hard
They throw shade your way
Fuck me good, and get a rate today
I can tell that pussy wet
'Fore I eat the box let me say my Grace
Like Amen nigga Amen, Amen
All you gotta do is say when
Said I came when
Quarter mil' when I came in
Odds on the wheel when I came in
Took a plane in
None of y'all niggas ain't been
With a bad bitch and they friend
On a G5, with your mind blowing in the wind
Hit rewind and we doing it again
With them drinks I'ma (Pour more)