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BoutaDolla - On Me Lyrics



BoutaDolla - On Me Lyrics
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Bouta motherf*ckin' Dolla Let's get it
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Back in the day I was trappin up out my granny house
Ridin around with thumpers and choppers spraying bananas out
Everybody hit the floor when we brought them cannons out
Took over the city so that's why they can't stand us now
What you talking about homie, you never bout a dolla
Where your ass was at when I was broke, living out the Honda
Now you come around, cause you seee that I'm getting gala
Do it for my city and congregations of praying mamas
I'm unleashed, it's time for you to feed the beast
Put on for my team even though ain't no love in the streets
She a freak, but just got her new disease
She couldn't pay the rent, and the children ain't got no food to eat
What the f*ck is wrong with you, get up off your ass
All you care about is f*cking these hoes and smoking gas
Trying to get some clout, so you flexing the pope on your mans
Now your ass dead for flexin' and flodgin' on the gram
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
My diamond shining wrist froze in my neck too
Like chess moves, I'm anticipating your next move
I was born ready determined, you know I gotta make it
No complications, I'm serving fiends like Dr. patients
Time is waiting the knots escaping, no time for patience
I'm fond of haters I'm smoking flavors like non-Jamaicans
I'm complicating inaugurations like 5 Caucasians
Congratulations, they downloading my compilation
I remember hitting ball plays in them hallways
I remember smoking all day cause them hard days
You know that I got that work, get it in all ways
24-7, 365, hustling all day
They see that I'm getting bread like Betty Crocker
Silk The Shocker, long stroke, send her to the doctor
No flodging, I ain't never been no imposter
No B.I.G., but these bitches calling me Big Poppa
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
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English

Bouta motherf*ckin' Dolla Let's get it
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Back in the day I was trappin up out my granny house
Ridin around with thumpers and choppers spraying bananas out
Everybody hit the floor when we brought them cannons out
Took over the city so that's why they can't stand us now
What you talking about homie, you never bout a dolla
Where your ass was at when I was broke, living out the Honda
Now you come around, cause you seee that I'm getting gala
Do it for my city and congregations of praying mamas
I'm unleashed, it's time for you to feed the beast
Put on for my team even though ain't no love in the streets
She a freak, but just got her new disease
She couldn't pay the rent, and the children ain't got no food to eat
What the f*ck is wrong with you, get up off your ass
All you care about is f*cking these hoes and smoking gas
Trying to get some clout, so you flexing the pope on your mans
Now your ass dead for flexin' and flodgin' on the gram
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
My diamond shining wrist froze in my neck too
Like chess moves, I'm anticipating your next move
I was born ready determined, you know I gotta make it
No complications, I'm serving fiends like Dr. patients
Time is waiting the knots escaping, no time for patience
I'm fond of haters I'm smoking flavors like non-Jamaicans
I'm complicating inaugurations like 5 Caucasians
Congratulations, they downloading my compilation
I remember hitting ball plays in them hallways
I remember smoking all day cause them hard days
You know that I got that work, get it in all ways
24-7, 365, hustling all day
They see that I'm getting bread like Betty Crocker
Silk The Shocker, long stroke, send her to the doctor
No flodging, I ain't never been no imposter
No B.I.G., but these bitches calling me Big Poppa
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean and Mad OG, I got all these xans on me
Walking through the club, bitches put their hands on me
They say I be fresh as f*ck, that's why they dance on me
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Writer: Xavier Banker
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: BoutaDolla
Language: English
Length: 3:45
Written by: Xavier Banker

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