Dollar Dollar Bill (Remix) lyrics

by

Vado


(Intro)
64 grams dollar dollar bill x4
(oh you knew this was coming right?)
(Harlem)
(Remix!)

(Hook)
64 grams dollar dollar bill x8

(Verse 1: Hocus 45th)
Blazin Billy run the city
Flex dropped a bomb now we litty (Funk Flex!)
See they hatin' on the kid what you mad for
Free Rod Denz thats the mad dog
I got homies in the brook n****
You not the big homie in your hood n****
We be in the clubs get embraced
Throwin' up the guns whats blazin'
Heard they don't want us in the party
But me and dice always f***ing up the party
We got the bronx in a frenzy
That's a broad then colby in a pianist
She a thotty you don't want that
Man tell that n**** fall back
Hoc 4 Fizzy i'm with Vado he get busy
Never slip yeah we be grippy
I got Harlem got it with me
60
(Hook)
64 grams dollar dollar bill x8

(Verse 2: Vado)
Broke a fear God on the balmains
If it a God they don't wanna ball man
Like hit me in battle rap n**** ball game
That with Hocus ASAP once the call came
Understand i'm the man "B"
And as always free man til my man free
Countin' bags got'em mad like its K&B
100 goons get smashed in the stampede
Aw man thats a problem
Talk slicker than most can't figure we'll solve'em
Move quick in the post plater send her to Harlem
2 chicks off the Remy yeah I Nicki Minaj'd them
64 Benz dollar dollar bill
Start with 64 grams and a lot of pills
Once it go blam thats a lot of kills
I had 64 scams before I got a deal

(Hook)
64 grams dollar dollar bill x8

(Verse 3: Cory Gunz)
64 grams dollar dollar bill
Any s*** for you to understand if you not a bill
Push a lot of buttons but I swear it I ain't gotta chill
Told'em not to get'em but they playin' so they got'em still
Rolling with my n****'s in a Lamb pitchin' by the field
Tryna get this twisted in a jam so they got'em spilled
This is for my n****'s in the cam tryna follow pills
Rolled up on the syrup but my hands got a lot of pills
Ayo Hocus for the Benz we can plot a deal
From 174th then expanded right by the hills
100 grand high fever out the white Beamer
They ain't real right now no idea alive either
I don't paper weight
You n****'s paper weight
A paper plate
I raise a blade
You not a rider you just started paper planes
I'm on hiatus cause a lot of s*** today I can't relate
I don't relate
I won't relate
Malicious n****'s know the name your money
(Hook)
64 grams dollar dollar bill x8
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