T.E.D Lyrics

So that's the message, it's getting started

But you ain't gotta be in school to understand this

Mr. Pay Attention

Ha ha, alright

Let him know

95, we're here

Alright

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

Glitter to my mama

And split some with my partners

With my partners

But I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar

Word on the street, this that coca remedy

While my niggas got a handgun with a whole half-dozen

Y'all my niggas poppin' out like Jenedacty

Bitch, I'm from Inkster, but I got some niggas from the city

Right

Get hit with a Philly

Never stop till it's empty

And my niggas love drinking on that Remy

And we going hard like it's coming to an endy

Hold up, look

I been doing this gold shit

And that shit on my face got her focused

And she open

But I know this

That my bitch way colder than a cold disc

And you know this

That I'm that nigga in a room, and my cousin's

Rolling up a whole zip

It's a bunch of Remy

We got bad bitches on that coca shit

And I love this shit

I go hard than the hardest

You the soft of the softest

Man, I don't love my niggas

I love my brothers

My mama mad fuck my father

Can you explain why I'm higher than a ceiling

and you lower than that motherfucking carpet

And my thoughts are retarded

My next car push just started

I'm getting rich, y'all niggas

I said, I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

And give it to my mama, to my mama, to my mama

And split some with my partners, with my partners

with my partners

But I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar

Look

I just sip on that Remy, nigga

Holla wait, holla wait, holla wait

Rolling weed is a hobby, nigga

Holla wait, holla wait, holla wait

I can't fuck what you fuck, niggas

No

Versace frames, fuck the buffs, nigga

OG tear, bitch, I gotta get it

Even if I don't, bitch, I gotta go get it

My young niggas in the hood, they mobbing

If something happened, then they probably did it

A nigga talk crazy, man, he got me twisted

A nigga girlfriend, that ain't none of my business

A nigga talk reckless, somewhere in public

We gonna beat his ass and leave not a witness

OG tell what they call me, because I think like a OG

Never give me a meal, because I spend it all before I blink

Sipping on that Coke and Remy

Bad bitch, she sipping with me

She rolling weed

We high as hell

Her friend calling, but she hanging with me

Nigga, young nigga, I said, I'ma touch every dollar

Every dollar, every dollar

Give it to my mama, to my mama, to my mama

And split some with my partners, with my partners

With my partners

But I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar, every dollar, every dollar

I'ma touch every dollar

And it's a motherfucking mixtape, nigga

Coke and Remy

We on that dark shit

Pay attention

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Nigga