All for the Dough lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Verse 1]
Look, let’s put some money up, you can’t make mine stop
I’m hot n*gga, like a pistol off the dime block
Before you change lanes, you should check your blind spot
‘Cause I’ll be right there waitin’ like a bike cop
With my nine c*cked, and I’m so hot
All a n*gga really need is just one shot
To the dome, you be gone and it’s no more
I could kill ‘em goin’ fast or with the slow flow
Man I’m so O with the six in front
Motherf*cka prolly smoke six blunts
Two o’s in the back, I got the six in front
Add four plus that, whatchu got, what’s what?
That’s a perfect ten, I’ma curse to him
Thinkin’ that the Slauson boys was not those men
I’ma knock those men out the ring by the third round
I treat it like the Superbowl, this is fourth down

[Chorus]
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n*gga go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n*gga go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
[Verse 2]
It’s for the dough, the clothes
The b*tches and the hoe’s
The paper in the cash, n*gga used to livin’ fast
Navigation in my dash, big burner in my stash
Two twelves in my trunk, but n*gga you don’t know the half
Look, ain’t nobody hold my hand through this sh*t
I was gave the same game, I just ran with this sh*t
On road to the riches, I don’t stand for no b*tch
Caught herself for free when ridin’ with me
So It ain’t just MOB it’s MOE
That’s money-over-everything under G-O-D
I got A-1 credit, still its C.O.D
So keep it cash on deliver when you dealin’ with me
They wonder how a young n*gga that’s as crooked as me
CEO of the label, no GED
See,I flow for them people that be in them streets
They seen me starve
Now they finna’ watch me eat

[Chorus]
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n*gga go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n*gga go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
[Verse 3]
Look, off a fifth of that vodka-v, I’ma sick n*gga
I’m dead up in the hood, livin’ like a rich n*gga
I'd probably die in the hood cause of this n*gga
I’m dead up in the hood, livin’ like a rich n*gga
You’s b*tch, you switch I’ma stay sh*tty
Win lose or draw, can’t take the pain with me
Said if I play the game, I gotta make my name history
Put it in the books, that n*gga brought the flame with him
‘Cause where we go, nobody knows what’s coming after this
So while we’re here, let’s make a toast to all this lavish sh*t
Pop the Moe’ and pop the Vueve with the baddest b*tch
Fast lane, young n*ggas just havin’ sh*t

[Chorus]
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n*gga go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n*gga go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough

[Outro]
When I go to sleep late I get off my grind
And when I wake up in the mornin’, money on my mind
‘Cause I’ma hustle
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