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hunna dollar bills
That jus what keep me up, bitches all up in my grill
tryna get a closer look
Hoes so predictable, movie screen the book
He a crook, stole my heart, and innocence that ever stood
Understood.
I aint playin games, Shit just aint the same, im sayin
Say I never wrote my lyrics, slowly lost control of stearin
My cope drank away the feelins, punchin glass from my appearance
 
This aint a tear its..just sweat...now get to work
uh, hunna dolla bills
hunna dolla bills
Money aint the same, since I started makin deals
hunna dolla bills
hunna dolla bills
 
When im talkin, on yo knees, hoes kindly take a seat
I set fires out the mouth, when i pass youll feel the heat
Its a dream of mine to see them get behind and bow down up to me
Set my soul free, sweet land of the liberty

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Brianna
Member since July 20 2014

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