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jose cha cha & quincelu - dirty dollars lyrics

[intro:jose cha cha]

bouta make it rain dirty dollars over these dirty b-tches
ya feel me!

otm dawg! run that up!

[hook: jose cha cha]

dirty dollars rain…imma make it rain dawg (x4)

[verse 1: jose cha cha]

dirty dollars rain on you
told me tuck my chain oh no
i’m a pop a bottle or 2
ima make you touch your toes
don’t love these hoes oh nah
hoes gone crazy jeremy stockton
whipping the pot don’t make deposit
right now i’m higher then a pilot
too busy cleaning out my closet
twerkin yo chances inclining
ima make it rain franklins
long as ya -ss keep on grinding
why the f-ck you keep reminding
me that i’m human i ain’t stupid
feeling like my chain cuz b-tch i’m shinin
couple screws loose don’t make me lose it
never had a pot to p-ss before
now i got a couple pots to choose from
don’t got a lot and i need more
n-gg- leave me lone cuz bih i’m coolin

[hook: jose cha cha]

dirty dollars rain…imma make it rain dawg (x4)

[verse 2: quincelu]

diamonds dancing, dirty dollas, dealers in the projects
straight hoes, acting like lesbianas, if you wanna get the guala, better stay on that ricotta, gota lota loot
in the suit, al capone these n-gg-s, h-llo, how are you
lu!
count that money, for me, gota get running
yea my dime piece, a ten, but she stay one hunnit, gun it, all i ever knew, was to thug it, ruggish
pull up and these broads start coming
imma strap on but i sure ain’t busting, all up in her garden, spoil her till she rotten, head back, eyes rolled, b-tch you look retarded
whoa!
if you throw imma catch it, chico, i’m tony gonzalez, i ain’t want the violence, but these b-tch -ss n-gg-s like to talk so imma make em silence, blah blah blah blah blah
now we hear the sirens wiln
back when i really wasn’t with it, had to really get it witty
while you sucking b-tches titties, i be tryna get the fifties, and the franklins to the ceiling
give me the mic, be the best, that’s my muse
you n-gg-s rudy’s, ray lewis to you
repping 1-5, otm be the crew
do what i do, iller than flus, i’m tryna make it no pick, victor cruz
toma!

- jose cha cha quincelu lyrics

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