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dolla - who the fuck is that? (remix) lyrics

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(feat. t-pain & akon)

i own the club
akon
dolla
t-pain
convict
[x2]

[chorus: t-pain]
club with a mug so mean got them n-gg-s like who the f-ck is that
then i hoped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f-ck is that
hit the doe like right left back forth yeah i got the money n-gg- that’s a course
hit the stage with a b boy stand the club on it like who the f-ck is that

[verse 1: dolla]
pull up somethin tinted
two hundred on the dash
ya’ll sh-t rented
hot drop cash
watch the doe lift up
this n-gg- don’t look mad
i’m wat u neva had sum of this and sum of that
tell that b-tch to give me a kiss then i smack her on her -ss
throw a stack at her then laugh
this sh-t to me ain’t nothin
how much money do you have
that’s not up for discussion
i’ll be mad she know wats up european on them bottons
i been rich since i was eleven
my grams look like sevens
my killers look like revens and you better count your blessins
count a peace around my neck
misdemeanor on my wrist got a felon on my pinky
got you bleekin when it gliss
i got strippers on payroll (payroll)
charges in diago (diago)
yayo like it’s mayo (mayo)
don’t play around me payso’s
you should see this steelow
neighborhood neno
b-tches call me dolla but these n-gg-s call me debo

[chorus: t-pain]
i hit the club with a mug so mean got them n-gg-s like who the f-ck is that
then i hoped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f-ck is that
hit the doe like right left back forth yeah i got the money n-gg- that’s a course
hit the stage with a b boy stand the club on it like who the f-ck is that

[verse 2: akon]
we the realest n-gg-s that you ever saw
don’t make me have to come and spread all ya’ll
the world so small it’s big a golf ball
just like the perfect t-ties just press them against the wall
and while we toss dollas there just staring at my team
you wishin that n-gg- had it lookin so clean
track jacket on my back lookin at green
hangin of my -ss is some convict jeans
ain’t no long feda
gettin alot of chedda
no matta how you look at it bet i can do it betta
no need to lookin betta like a gl-ss of almonral
got a little vendetta then bring out the heavy medal
then pull up on the trigga like i’m pulling on these hoes
off to magic city n-gg- anything goes
so impatient can’t wait the club close
i be in the lambo park beside the door

[chorus: t-pain]
i hit the club with a mug so mean got them n-gg-s like who the f-ck is that
then i hoped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f-ck is that
hit the doe like right left back forth yeah i got the money n-gg- that’s a course
hit the stage with a b boy stand the club on it like who the f-ck is that

[verse 3: dolla]
shining like a mothaf-ka bbs is blaket
steven ercal bought a ton that purple stay stankin
you talkin to that n-gg- i got swag i got juice
see me in that bently coop right in front of runnin shoop
you be runnin when i shoot
i be shootin when you runnin
con met me at the street told me dolla get the money
now i’m in the club stunnin like la la la la
laughin at these clown n-gg-s like ha ha ha ha
look you f-ckin with a winna strippin offly for the dinna
ventrin in the game you wasn’t n-gg-s just beginnas
and my d boy stands bout to pop a rubberband
f-ck that fightin in the club you n-gg-s f-ckin up my plans
i’m tryin to get a dance her name and her numba
take her to the telly and get some brain in the humma
you n-gg-s make it rain while dolla make it thunda
alb-m comin soon b-tch get ready for the summa

[chorus:]
i hit the club with a mug so mean got them n-gg-s like who the f-ck is that
then i hoped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f-ck is that
hit the doe like right left back forth yeah i got the money n-gg- that’s a course
hit the stage with a b boy stand the club on it like who the f-ck is that

- dolla lyrics

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