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rj & choice - all my dollas lyrics

[intro: rj]
you only want a n-gga popping, huh?
you want a one, but got options, huh?
oh baby
what kind of fool do you take me for?

[hook: rj]
never love a b-tch, i need all my dollars
never love a b-tch, i need all my dollars
never love a b-tch, i need all my dollars
never love a b-tch, i need all my dollars
never love a b-tch, i need all my dollars
never love a b-tch, i need all my dollars

[verse 1: choice]
this travel lodge parking lot, with a laptop
and a green dot my dirty girl tryin’ to plant us up a beanstalk
choice, you see this weather daddy, now we can’t walk
crafty hoes slip between these rain drops
my new tinder date gets la traffic
got skinny hoes back, now the b-tch can’t stand me
her old pimp came through and dropped her clothes off
got lazy with the other, so i cut them both off, now
why buy the cow when her milk is in the gl-ss
why cry when it spills, when champagne is in the fridge, b-tch
cause i felt like saying it out the womb with this game
no one said i was playing it, hey
on a radian if she got it i’m taking it, kay
my first apt and the cdpd raided it, kay
racks on the regular, day weed [?]

[verse 2: rj]
i talk money early, call it translating
pay me up front like advance paper
i met a third party, it was second paper
how i had her coming out her clothes [?]
i’m skinny dipping and i’m honest
running games track practice bare arms like i’m tatted
i [?] grab if i pack it it all don’t leave a jackson
work a b-tch to the max, that’s affirmative action, n-gga
all these dead guys on me, of course i’m thriller
got a b-tch that suck the nails out a coffin, n-gga
mother f-ck friends when the love in
get your main thing, gang bang, called it jumped in

[verse 3: jay 305]
go get no gimmies, flamed up like santa
slip my big -ss through your chimney
you worthless if you broke
you like an old -ss kidney
you better get up off your -ss, and get this money
money, money, money, keep the bottles coming
then i’ll f-ck your b-tch, i ain’t gotta spend sh-t
oh, i’m the sh-t
played the nice guy, then i turned into a pimp
babysit her kids while i break the b-tch
other people’s mens, now i’m straight legit
you jumped me in ’02, i need that favor quick
off some statement sh-t
still with the business, and i got my own business
b-tch, i’m the intercity [?]
f-ck these, teach your kids to sell dope
how you fresh outta jail, and ain’t broke?
how you got two songs and signed to interscope?

- rj choice lyrics

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