Where Dem Dollas At — текст песни (Gangsta Boo)





"im chiefin heavy understand me baby this gangsta boo"

--> from tear da club up (repeat 2x)



Chorus x2

Where da dollas at

Nigga, where da dollas at

"im chiefin heavy understand me baby this gangsta boo"

Where da dollas at

Nigga, where da dollas at



[gangsta boo]

Now let me kick a little somethin about this lady named boo

Havent you heard of the things that miss boo is capable to do

Get your mind twisted like some dreads on a jamaicans head

Vicky lingere, candles lit, with petals on the bed

Blazing hella weed, concentrating on whats next, be next

Bet your bottom dollar, make you holla, where them benjis at

Comin out your pocket, dont be stoppin, what can happen baby

How many niggas get the chance to be in the mist up lady (never)

Not be goin, cause my game is just too thick for that

Gangsta boo be watchin, all the prophet niggas got my back

What you see in me, nigga roll is what I meant to be

Sippin on henn and grinning in your face

Tryin to get your cheese, why you bes

Sayin Im doggin you out, but still pagin me

Never answer the phone, cause your name be on my caller id

I guess you can say Im kinda crazy in my own ways

Fuck bein broke for days, ladies gots to get paid



Chorus 4x



[gangsta boo]

It be amazing how these bitches havin babies by niggas

With no pot to piss in or no money to give her

What the fuck, why you hoes wanna live that way?

I be scheamin for some cheddar every God damn day

Not to be the fuckin one lookin sad and broke

No nigga to fuck with, no weed to smoke

Hard times got me whinin, conversation and kickin it

Hooked up with a little cryst now Im back on my pimpin

Thinkin up a fuckin plan, how to get you man

Damn I hope you understand money came with the scam

We be chillin in the cities of new york and l.a.

It is all good, get my conflict on, smokin on "hay"

I hate to say, but anyway I feel you hatin on me

You look into my eyes and smile but still you hatin on me (nevermind)

Fuck it, I aint takin it personal, Im about my business

Well I have to kick it sooner or later so I aint trippin



Chorus 4x



[dj paul]

I keeps my shit in control, draped up in diamonds and gold

Playas all up in my soul while pots arranged in a row

Up in the v-i-p seats these hoes been waitin to see me

I hope that bitch got my cheese, cant leave with less than a ki

Im scopin out some new talent, needs some new hoes for my palace

The more hoes that I just grab, they hated on my like melon

Soon as I hit the front door, they scope the gold around my collar

Im have to come up on loot, I cant even spare a dollar

I got to roll gang style, bitch



[juicy j]

I got a rolex on my wrist trick

Cant you hoes get some of this

Some niggas want to take my place

Some hoes be beggin ride my dick

I cant be stopped, the juice gon shine

The droopies pokin in my rhyme

Im living good and feelin fine

Im high off weed, then liqour and wine

Just roll it up, I fold it up

These bottle pop, pour it in my cup

The niggas who work from 9 to 5

Are on the corner, post it up

We still can ball, the juice and paul

The deals we make, the shots we call

Entrepeneurs on world wide tour

The only thing we save is cheese not brawl



Chorus 2x



Aw yeah hypnotized minds up in here

You know the business

Gangsta boo solo tape, yall know the scope

Featuring the tear da club up thugs, wsup, all hot

Its on, where the dollars at

Where Im at, on the map



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