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roscoe dash - money on my line lyrics

[verse 1]
uh i’m feeling way richer than yesterday
trying to shout but get squeaky
black suit how about an escalade
yea i don’t drive so gucci
i got a bad b-tch as my p-ssenger
as another p-ssenger
she lean over and p-ss me ma
seat belt godman she so thoughtful
(?) she ought to
because i could help -ss through law school
she got a good head on her shoulders
i feel everyday she gets colder
got a head wind and she ain’t sober
have a few shots she asking for my mosa
then we did those yogas until i hosed her down
and it goes down man and in time man i love her
almost as much as this money

[hook]
its money on my telephone line (errday)
and tell my (h-llo)
money !!
it’s money on the telephone line (errday)
and tell my (h-llo)
money !!

[verse 2]
yea i’m feeling a whole other n—a from yesterday
yea last night was just peachy i’m about to get
higher than a n—a got yesterday
so how can that n—a reach me ? naah !
got a new bad b-tch as my p-ssenger
girlfriends say i ain’t having her
but i hold her and told her that i conquer
you must not know the sh-t that we on
it’s like an escapade up in rome
and i’m talking about my home let alone
probably be alone in the day
buy a clone go to sp-ce
now she wants to f-ck for a place
not me no way
but i will take this preacher man
these back seat and these speakers
when i’m on my sh-t and i’m high sh-t
but i was still on time for my maiden

[hook]
its money on my telephone line (errday)
and tell my (h-llo)
money !!
it’s money on the telephone line (errday)
and tell my (h-llo)
money !!

[verse 3]
i had a magnum two tone
black and grey p–p on
it must have been like 8 degrees
and i’m round round with the roof gone
got a trap by the blue palm
so i always have two phones
boast phones in the metro
for those two you can’t do wrong
for the week before i met a new jones
with some boots on in a blue thong
with those low riders i walk beside her
but what i gotta do to take you home
when i put my last name on the tombstone
she said little boy i’m too grown but
if you give me your number
i’ll think about calling
i said ok don’t take too long
for the next couple days she has been
stuck in my head like a new song
but i figure that she ain’t gonna call
we a young person gotta move on
but out the blue she text a n—a like
what you doing with a s-xy picture
just left the crib about to hit 20
i’m gonna come and get s-xy with you
she hit me back like l.o.l
i said see me thug dress here
and to celebrate i lid up a fresh air
this is back in 04 when my t-shirt use to be an xl
and right before i could exhale
i got to churp her my next tape

[hook]
its money on my telephone line (errday)
and tell my (h-llo)
money !!
it’s money on the telephone line (errday)
and tell my (h-llo)
money !!
it’s money on the telephone line (yea yea)
it’s money on the telephone line (yea yea)
every day and tell my, h-llo, money !!

- roscoe dash lyrics

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