I Get Dollaz lyrics

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
My haters gettin mad, b*tch, they bout to get more mad
They see my chain, and screem the initials of World Of Warcraft
My worst man, will kill your best man on his worst day
Kill him in the worst way, and quench him if he thirsty
Chicago, that's my birth place, but I'm an ATL resident
And one day, if it'd be possible, I may be the president
They elect me out the game, cause SOD, we off the chain
Just like a Pitbul runnin on Stairoids, in the middle of the ring
Bang bang, these diamonds on me lookin like Arangatang
Soulja the flame, man, hit m with the gang, man
5 on me, main chain
n*ggas tryna get it with the red thing
Red dots on his nose, havin him lookin like Rudolph
5 with the roof off, Soulja Boy Tell M, I'm the truth, dog
f*ck ya'll n*ggas wanna do, dog

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
I'm gettin more money now, I'm on another level now
I think a lot of n*ggas be sleepin a n*gga, but found out that a n*gga really is a beast
I'm fine, n*gga, you can't really flow
They find out a n*gga really never been a hoe
They found out that a n*gga that they been givin about 200,000 dollars for a motherf*ckin show
They find out that my pinky ring straight glowin, when I hit the club, b*tches already knowin
SOD gang, chains I'm showin
Me and my n*ggas we hot, you sell it
Me and my n*ggas got it hot, pop pop
Bought guns from the shop, sold them for a thousand
Me and my n*ggas be gettin this money, and ain't sh*t funny, we ain't a dummy
You Must not know, f*ck you seein
You and your n*ggas seein just like Stevie
Me and my n*ggas, we somethin like the type make that real sh*t, big sh*t
RIP to your arguments, rappers thinkin you could f*ck with me
It's not going to happen, hit m with the Ratchit, make sh*t splatter
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah
I get dollas, I get dollas
I get dollas, yeah

[Verse 3: Lil B]
I got b*tches, I got money
Hittin switches, get that money
Smoke that blunt up, f*ck them b*tches
It's Bassed God, b*tch, ridin 6 inch
f*ckin b*tches, shout to Beezy
That's Yeezy, Soulja, Lamborghini
30,000, hundred million
All my n*ggas dope, so crazy in this f*ckin building
It's SOD, Bassed God, Lil B
Hundred mill, survin strippers, waterfront
Goddamb, b*tches mad
Mad at them hoes, in the back
Got them b*tches, in the room, goddamb, no lie
We winnin
We came back, me and all my n*ggas, with them racks
Rock that sh*t, that's a doorag
n*ggas come back, we did that