Dolla Signs

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah All these blocks gon' hit

And these pounds gon' smoke Gettin' this money quick

Take a quick look, this ain't no joke I couldn't afford it, now I stack it up

Runnin' round, acting like I'm broke For the record, this shit just rap

But when I pull up, I'm really like that All alone, I'm like, who comin' with me

This some lean, I ain't sippin' no Remy They got guns, but them niggas is scary

To this paper, I'm happily married What you say, I can't hear what you sayin

That's a fact, cause these niggas is suckas And these hoes, just let them fumble

What's the rule, homie? We do not love em' I'ma tell you like this, my son need shoes

And my partners is hungry oh you need that, for some of this