Pop Dollarz - Bout A Dollar lyrics
[Verse 1: Pop Dollarz] I got my mind on the paper f** a million dollars, I need a billion of em Don't compare my sh** to they sh** My heart is a glacier I'm hot as Sicilian ovens This that sh** that they wanna hear This that sh** that they gonna fear I was so unaware, of how much of these hoes gon' want drop they underwear I was gone for the summer yeah I let you n***as shine, like some guests in my house I let u n***as eat I watched you n***as creep Like you was scared of something might of just been defeat I'm a firm believer in my destiny I could care less about where your weapon be Just make sure you know where the heavens be And that's to anyone who testing me Lord, blessing me more That's cause I just mind my business and speak when I'm spoken to You don't have faith ain't no hope for you You can't relate ain't no doe for you You don't got cake ain't no hoes for you I got plenty of em' Each one of my hoes got so many cousins I'm the family husband Hit then I'm dipping I really love em' yeah [Hook: Pop Dollarz] Sitting high in the whip like it's Texas can't hold em, yeah Did what I said I couldn't, I done proved it and showed em, yeah Don't need no ice on my neck girl my heart it been frozen, yeah Pull up to yo block on go bet the b**hes gon' know him, yeah Cuz I'm bout a dollar, hustle gain post, yeah I'm bout a dollar, got on clean clothes, yeah I'm bout a dollar, with my main hoe, yeah And she about a dollar, so I ain't paying no I ain't paying no, I be laying low, yeah I'm bout a dollar, hustle gain post [Verse 2: Pop Dollarz] She gotta have some persuasion When her eyes look at mine they be gazing Money talk I can't hear nothing you saying These are the last days so just make sure you praying I don't need no guidance, I only need silence My city don't sleep cuz of gunshots and sirens It never get tiring, megabussing with Byron Talking bout everything that's inspiring us to get money M3RE gang we hiring Pop Dollarz the pilot Pulling up to yo island, dressed in all black with my pirates I been doing this so long I feel like I mastered it k** you then off your family at your gathering Then blend in with the pedestrians scattering I am so crazy but I am not lazy Need more money than Jay z All these hoes praise me All these cops they be snakey I just hope they don't taze me On the phone with a hoe who telling me lately She in love with me but I don't want no babies I just wanna hustle like rich in the 80's Told Sosa I'm good he say mira [means look in Spanish] just take it, woooh [Hook: Pop Dollarz] Sitting high in the whip like it's Texas can't hold em, yeah Did what I said I couldn't, I done proved it and showed em, yeah Don't need no ice on my neck girl my heart it been frozen, yeah Pull up to yo block on go bet the b**hes gon' know him, yeah Cuz I'm bout a dollar, hustle gain post, yeah I'm bout a dollar, got on clean clothes, yeah I'm bout a dollar, with my main hoe, yeah And she about a dollar, so I ain't paying no I ain't paying no, I be laying low, yeah I'm bout a dollar, hustle gain post