[Skinny I broke a dollar down the (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now the bitch triple Game simple, ya here today, ya ain't Now who the hell gon' save it That ain't gon' change the way you I took a fifty, ballin on a budget, bought a Dutch spilled it and I stuffed it with that chunky from Kentucky Man that blunt did it, sour then McDonald's make the world (If any got it) Shit Skinny finna get it (Get it) While it's gettin and hold it for a minute Let shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it when it's finished (We gon' it when it's finished) for some dollars and some pennies Like a dime relentless, Nappy niggaz all the Benji's (Benji?) Not the dog naw, we're talkin bout the dead Slaw, with the hog mall, wing and fed bread Dough like the cash flow, keep my fo-cus Spinnin like a picture Skinny in a cold pit (Spinnin a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit?) Boy yeain't know that money make the go for pennies, nine-four for it real slow
[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, [Skinny] Damn, it funny how we all about the Benji's? Dime, quarter, nickel, penny [Scales] Won't you give me a dollar since ya got so Dime, quarter, nickel, penny [Skinny] Damn, ain't it funny how we all the Benji's? [Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, [Scales] Won't you give me a dollar ya got so many
[B. (Whatchu man?) (?) said a hundred for Super happiness, a blunt and a Who could we feel like this, I don't no crack Weed smoke comin out the front of the (chrome) Gun in the lap and a gun in the to realize we was goin that fast I blink my eyes, follow my tags (get out the car) Next time I travel somewhere I'ma come in a cab
I can't knock all the rocks you How I'ma cop all them ya got? You get on the bop-she-bop keep it all the way Nappy, when you hot you HOT! Burn up a dime, a nickel at the corner Throw a penny in the jukebox, damn outta order Spinnin air, fumes blowin, spoons (Rick Shroeder) The dollar value shorter as you get older Hey come here for a tell nobody I told you but uh... The dollar value gets as you get older
[R. Aww, boys done up and done it, spun it, flaunt it Jump my motorbike doin a hundred, one gun and I'm blunted Everybody fend for they self - they tell me while it's only ten on the (watch out! watch out!) Like this, Galloping Ghost ferocious Break down bones like (ohh!) Prophit's in a coma, stuffed with explosives Postage to the White House, fuck all that It's funny, everybody love money to death Not that, 3% control wealth some help? Look at yourself, sure ya do Y'all like "fuck the world?" me too (?), can't get being complacent Know ya gotta rebel ya can't make a payment like ice cubes for big faces Face it, we're livin racists, outrageous Wild, host-ile, up stages, contagious Young baby don't have patience, what my is? R. Prophit (yes sir?) sing the
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