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Every Last Dollar

OnCue

Angry Young Man

03.09.2014

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Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] They all got dollar signs in they name I just got dollars in my name You should know that I'd be lying If I said that wasn't strange Than say that shit out loud Cause nowadays I can't complain The same shit that held me down Same reason I'm getting paid From the top of your shit list Then checking off my wish list Nearly, getting evicted In the end its I that fishes And I'm getting all our bitches Nah i don't mean women If you ever chose to listen Please trust me there's a difference Not everything that's gold really glistens Rappers all they already know And champagne is what I'm pissing I appreciate my folks Reality is rippling Nah I didn't predict it It was given from my written's If you bump my shit, yeah you know you do You think I sing too much? Deep throat a pole or two What am I supposed to do Cause all y'all are boring me So I act accordingly Even more importantly Shouts to Kuz for recording me He gets to witness greatness in the making All I see is green lord I'm stuck up in the matrix Belly floppin' on this cash Pray I don't hit that fake shit on the way down On the way down [Hook] If I had all the money in the whole wide world I wouldn't buy you shit, if I was filthy rich I'd spend it all on me, I'ma spend it all on me If I had everything I ever wanted I wouldn't have my scars no more, I would flaunt them I would spend it all on me, I would spend it all on me [Bridge] Every last dollar x2 Ima spend it all on me x2 Every last dollar x2 Ima spend it all on me x2 [Verse 2] I try to keep moving so I'm assuming But i'm living life like Truman The camera zooming Poured a vodka in the newmans Yes its prognosis, proper cause the thunder now boomin' Between my temples like instrumentals that keep on resuming I'm old enough to admit that i love the chaos Good sex, cigarettes, and NFL play-offs Tell my personal Adolfs that it's all about to pay off Should i let 'em live? mmm, what do we say, nah, hell no Born in some shelters My feet are still on fire, for running through hell though Let me cool them off, with Bottle service and models jerking us all behind the curtain She twerking, ooh that booty so soft Think again, if you say this shit don't come without a cost I put peggy in some first but the rest won't hear a word Not a peep, not a dime I can't sleep, there's no time If i let my momma wine You let me bleed while you recline You used to laugh and mock at us But i don't think you'd laugh if you saw the numbers they offer us Champagne with sparklers Tan bitches they gawk at us Screaming please pardon us But Cuey you so marvellous, won't you put your cock in us? [Hook] If I had all the money in the whole wide world I wouldn't buy you shit, if I was filthy rich I'd spend it all on me, I'ma spend it all on me If I had everything I ever wanted I wouldn't have my scars no more, I would flaunt them I would spend it all on me, I would spend it all on me [Bridge] Every last dollar x2 Ima spend it all on me x2 Every last dollar x2 Ima spend it all on me x2
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