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dolla bill (mi) - '03 freestyle lyrics

[verse]
get this sh+t bumping like ’03
turn me back to the old me
lil’ bit of ranch with the rollie
couple chains on me like tony
skating on ice like a goalie
if i ain’t say it don’t quote me (uh)
this sh+t off of da dome piece
boutta go off and i put that on the homies
okay, so i beat him up, got him on the camera like “worldstar!”
f+ck with me you ain’t man enough got you running back to your girls arms
hugging you say you tried your best when you turn around she pull off with me
got the diamonds dancing they look like the flu if we compare our sh+t you a cough to me
we ain’t even ’bout to talk ’bout the fits if wе bring them sh+ts up you look soft to me
f+ck is you saying? my name is all monеy you say you got funds what’s your cost to me?
brag bout yo’ b+tch but i’m up in the dms compare her to mine that’s a loss to me
i’ll still hit her up then i beat up her guts then i kick her right out toss her back to the streets
money on me, blue faces hanging out like i got affiliation
so i lean to the left, only when walking i add in a shrug so we is not adjacent
if we be racing, okay i’m sprinting this b+tch and you busy just in the back pacing
i’m bout to blink off man you not on my level you stuck on the ground and i’m off in a sp+ceship
pluto and mars, f+ck a moon roof i be taking the top off on two of them cars
shawty want bills but i tell her the money i carry i already blew it in bars
already spent it on cars, jefferson top when i look up i only see stars
you not on my sh+t man you average at best when you get in the booth man you shoot for a par
you know that i shoot for the stars, i’m never gon’ stop and i’m never gon’ pause
this p+ssy he say that he want all this beef, he say “let’s throw hands” i say “nah you throw paws”
i light up his jaw he get hit with a two piece i put him to sleep leave his whole life on pause
he wake up to stars, laughing and mocking his sleep he down bad like he down for the cause
he get up i drop him back down like the leaves of the fall, i drop him like coughs and the halls
that boy need a coffin i’m coughing on all of you rappers to show that i’m colder than y’all
i told him i drop him like checks at the mall he get checked from his head to his feet like he off of the wall
i told his lil’ p+ssy ass i leave him bl++dy and blue like he out here he work for the law
i’m having a ball, i’m balling on all you hit a lil’ dribble to show that i’m raw
shoulder shrugging in this b+tch like i’m jordan and i just hit six for the cause
i’m acting reckless i’ll take it to howdy days tell you that i put my d+ck in yo’ mom’s
i’m back on my bullsh+t should not have to say this but please do not even try to f+ck with the boy (ah)

- dolla bill mi lyrics

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