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icebirds - almighty dollar lyrics

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[chorus]
aye, couple bands that i spent on this fit
bruce lee, this choppa got kick
bad b+tch and she thicker than grits
shootin’ like, look at my gang don’t miss
hit the target, i won’t never miss
he not gang but that boy is a b+tch
icewater gang, know i won’t never switch
empty clip ‘til the choppa start cl!ckin’
come get your b+tch before she end up missin’
we in the streets but we work in the kitchen
these n+ggas sweet, they really not wit’ it
aim at your caviar, take off your fitted
get dirty money and i do the dishes
can’t trust a b+tch so i can’t have a misses

[verse]
f+ck on that bit’, no, i ain’t doin’ no missin’
ice and my watch and my chain and sh+t
big b’s on the rims, i’m k!llin’ ‘еm
i’m in bel air wit’ uncle phil and ‘nem
will smith, choppa gon’ finish ‘еm
mortal kombat, we gon’ finish him
aye, we get the drop on the opp and we smash out, pull on his block and black out
aye, can’t talk to me unless you gon’ cashout
ride ‘round wit’ that nina like ca$h out
buss’ me a juug, you know i’m tryna max out
these n+ggas broke, they ain’t pullin’ no cash out
yeah, i was broke but i gotta bag now
no, i’m not jerry but i got the stackhouse
yeah, they look at me, yeah, i got ‘em mad now
when i got the glock, you know it’s a man down
run to the check in balenciaga
you proud of me, b+tch, buy me some prada
ain’t really impressed by sh+t but the almighty dollar
jus like school, in the streets, i’ma scholar
b+tch wanna f+ck, then give me a holla
kick the b+tch out wit’ the rest of her problems
talkin’ real tough, get pop like a collar
know i’m a leader, these b+tches gon’ follow
[chorus]
couple bands that i spent on this fit
bruce lee, this choppa got kick
bad b+tch and she thicker than grits
shootin’ like, look at my gang don’t miss
hit the target, i won’t never miss
he not gang but that boy is a b+tch
icewater gang, know i won’t never switch
empty clip ‘til the choppa start cl!ckin’
come get your b+tch before she end up missin’
we in the streets but we work in the kitchen
these n+ggas sweet, they really not wit’ it
aim at your caviar, take off your fitted



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