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Uh, brrrr, it's Ricky, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Look, back against the ropes, Muhammad in the 10th round
Make a call to Papi and his brother, get him sent down
Get him off the boat, bring them bitches in town
And I'm charging 81 apiece, that's a 10 brown
Buddies for the 80, got a nigga wavy
You ever made so much money, it made you lazy
I'm screaming, fuck, you pay me, you ever try and play me
I be laughing to the bank while they taking you to Grady
A hundred thousand this year, next year I'ma double that
A hundred shots yesterday, today we gon' double back
We're up on the corner where it's hope with all the trouble at
30 shots or better, get to sounding like some bubble wrap
I ain't have to mumble rap, still doing numbers on them
At this rate I'm going, it's gon' be hard to stay humble on them
Dollar, dollar, bill, y'all, to the graver, to the steel bars
I'll do this shit forever if you let me, bitch, I dare y'all
It's Ricky, I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
A young buck, selling drugs and sucks, who never had much
I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
Trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch
I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so fucked
I was in for real positions growing up, I was a misfit
I hit the kitchen whipping for the dough like biscuits
Started hitting licks of candy cane like it was Christmas
Snowing on the court, fiends needed my assistance
Knew I would deliver like Malone about my business
Bundles, triple, double, Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen
Started out with pitching, made a smooth transition
Ruffed over county lines, now I'm in a new position
No more hand to hand, cutting up the competition
Picked up the weight in person and collecting up commissions
Always pay the front, that's why they like me
I was sturdy, even when their friends tried to indict me
Married to the game, and the music was my mistress
She excite me, praying karma don't come back to bite me
I was seeing checks way before the shipments coming in with Nikes
Pumping like a Reebok in the 90s, in the trenches where you find me
If they gave out awards, I'd win a Grimey
Try to leave that state of mind behind me
Watch too many mothers lose their sons behind a homie
Pay my mother, never see them use white chalk to outline
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
A young buck, selling drugs and sucks, who never had much
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Just another boy from the hood, I got Ricky with me
And we both about that dough boy, we cruising the city
We from a place where most of us never make it to 50
Just to get a shiny neck piece, they gon' pop you like a Rice Krispies
If I catch a nigga acting shady
Around my lady ain't a marshal that can save you
I swear on my babies, I ain't a killer, this is what they made me
Look what I became, God from a king, on fire like Hades
I'm paranoid, don't hold it against me
When I watch my friend kill his other friend while riding a 10 speed
I try to act like it doesn't affect me
But my heart is cold, guess that's just my instincts trying to protect me
With every hater, it's the same old jazz, they detest me
Cause I'm blowing money like Dizzy Gillespie
I've been balling, should've won an Espy
Top 10 on SportsCenter, I've been riding this wave like a jet ski
All this ice on me, they gon' try to slide on me
Nice with a stick and a blade, they compare me to Gretzky
For the chips they try to chin check me
Now they laying in the penalty box, don't ever disrespect me
I got money coming in correctly
And you talking trash while I'm getting bags and they all hefty
That's why your baby mama think I'm sexy
But you know the real from the fake, so your streaming numbers don't impress me
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
A young buck selling drugs and suck, who never had much
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
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Look, back against the ropes, Muhammad in the 10th round
Make a call to Papi and his brother, get him sent down
Get him off the boat, bring them bitches in town
And I'm charging 81 apiece, that's a 10 brown
Buddies for the 80, got a nigga wavy
You ever made so much money, it made you lazy
I'm screaming, fuck, you pay me, you ever try and play me
I be laughing to the bank while they taking you to Grady
A hundred thousand this year, next year I'ma double that
A hundred shots yesterday, today we gon' double back
We're up on the corner where it's hope with all the trouble at
30 shots or better, get to sounding like some bubble wrap
I ain't have to mumble rap, still doing numbers on them
At this rate I'm going, it's gon' be hard to stay humble on them
Dollar, dollar, bill, y'all, to the graver, to the steel bars
I'll do this shit forever if you let me, bitch, I dare y'all
It's Ricky, I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
A young buck, selling drugs and sucks, who never had much
I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
Trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch
I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
I want that dollar, dollar, bill, y'all
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so fucked
I was in for real positions growing up, I was a misfit
I hit the kitchen whipping for the dough like biscuits
Started hitting licks of candy cane like it was Christmas
Snowing on the court, fiends needed my assistance
Knew I would deliver like Malone about my business
Bundles, triple, double, Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen
Started out with pitching, made a smooth transition
Ruffed over county lines, now I'm in a new position
No more hand to hand, cutting up the competition
Picked up the weight in person and collecting up commissions
Always pay the front, that's why they like me
I was sturdy, even when their friends tried to indict me
Married to the game, and the music was my mistress
She excite me, praying karma don't come back to bite me
I was seeing checks way before the shipments coming in with Nikes
Pumping like a Reebok in the 90s, in the trenches where you find me
If they gave out awards, I'd win a Grimey
Try to leave that state of mind behind me
Watch too many mothers lose their sons behind a homie
Pay my mother, never see them use white chalk to outline
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
A young buck, selling drugs and sucks, who never had much
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Just another boy from the hood, I got Ricky with me
And we both about that dough boy, we cruising the city
We from a place where most of us never make it to 50
Just to get a shiny neck piece, they gon' pop you like a Rice Krispies
If I catch a nigga acting shady
Around my lady ain't a marshal that can save you
I swear on my babies, I ain't a killer, this is what they made me
Look what I became, God from a king, on fire like Hades
I'm paranoid, don't hold it against me
When I watch my friend kill his other friend while riding a 10 speed
I try to act like it doesn't affect me
But my heart is cold, guess that's just my instincts trying to protect me
With every hater, it's the same old jazz, they detest me
Cause I'm blowing money like Dizzy Gillespie
I've been balling, should've won an Espy
Top 10 on SportsCenter, I've been riding this wave like a jet ski
All this ice on me, they gon' try to slide on me
Nice with a stick and a blade, they compare me to Gretzky
For the chips they try to chin check me
Now they laying in the penalty box, don't ever disrespect me
I got money coming in correctly
And you talking trash while I'm getting bags and they all hefty
That's why your baby mama think I'm sexy
But you know the real from the fake, so your streaming numbers don't impress me
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
A young buck selling drugs and suck, who never had much
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
I want that dollar dollar bill y'all
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
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