Roc Marciano, Maffew Ragazino - Dollar Bitch lyrics

Black Italian mob bosses
Ragazino, Marciano, Sicily

Illuminated wise men, Bombay sapphire gin
I'm a monster leviathan
In restaurants with the mandolins and violins
Sweet serenade, fresh squeezed lemonade
Wheat toast, Lady Marmalade
"avec voulez-vous coucher?" russian Roulette
Any given Tuesday
My shooters will come to spray
Orchid, pop corkin'
Fried alligator, Japanese porcelain
Divorce him, and fuck with a real nigga
Steal ya bitch like Tony did Frank, nigga
Closet lookin like Sneakavilla'
Sneakavelli' bowtie killer
Master ceremony, master builder
Protractor with the G centered, senior
Rizzuto family glow
Aura like I owned a Château in Bordeaux

Black mob bosses
Mushroom Tortellini soup awesome
Pale horses, inverted crosses
Who said gangstas ain't gorgeous?
Eye of providence, world dominance
A nigga all about a dollar bitch
Short patience, low tolerance
Call me when it's 'bout a dollar bitch

You know the motherfuckin' office hours bitch
Nine-to-five Monday through Friday, hit me

Uh, the messages is esoteric
It's in the game that I inherit, then cherish
The weak perish
I squeeze and release pellets
Communicate with bee, speak with the ferret
Twist the vanilla, call it Bo Derek
My cologne, go smell it, rose gold necklace
Deceptive, foreign model
The car that's a foreign model
The Porsche steering wheels fondled
And left the dime mind boggled, hornswoggle
The young Lena Horne swallow
Milano like swine flu
The rhymes got swine flu
Word to mommy, got the Wallis dyed blue
(Dipper) uh, fly triplex to Tribeca
The trifecta was blessed to acquire nectar
(Sip it) fire extra, a wise lecture
And let the Heckler & Koch quiet the heckler
(Shh) tEC-9 necktie, for bread, lead fly
Specify, cut through your vest, let flesh cry
(Uhhh) a fresh eye, a guest spy
I've yet to leave a chest dry uh, Marci
Black mob bosses
Mushroom Tortellini soup awesome
Pale horses, inverted crosses
Who said gangstas ain't gorgeous?
Eye of providence, world dominance
A nigga all about a dollar bitch
Short patience, low tolerance
Call me when it's 'bout a dollar bitch

So here I am so here I am
So here I am doing my own thing
Oh, baby, you've got wra- doing my own thing
Oh, baby, you've got wra-