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like this - dolla lyrics

[hook: akon]
i see you in the corner peepin slowly
just keep in mind that i’m not your homie
i keep it tucked in my pants
that’s why i don’t dance
when you see my i be boppin slowly
what?
like this
like what?
like this
like what?
when you see my i be boppin slowly
what?
like this
like what?
like this
like what?
when you see my i be boppin slowly

[verse 1: dolla]
ey i don’t dance (nah) i don’t lean (nah)
i don’t rock i’mma gangsta ya mean
burner in my pants send you closer to your dreams
posted in the stance ey fitted on lean
i got them hoes in a trance like “d*mn who is he?”
young country n*gga gettin’ money by the g’s
you don’t know me, atlantas best kept secret
way more flyer than that n*gga that you sleep with
look at my tayer make this sh*t look easy
stay out my snicks, (ey) these ain’t cheap (no)
shoes that i buy broke n*ggas gotta lease
in the club with the goons make room for some g’s
bottom fitted (yep), dolla do his thing (yep)
same old 2 step, throwin up my set
blue rag to the left, pants hanging off my ass
in the middle of the club talkin sh*t throwin cash
[verse 2: dolla]
ey, i’m the man, (yep), i’m the man (yep)
boppin left to right see the giant sw*ng
ya’ll know the name, they call me dolla dolla
in the club poppin’ bottles posted up with a model
n*ggas think we hit the lotto
hollows and a toasta
keep it on my hip always safety in the holster
homicide soldiers, ya’ll can’t approach us
all my n*ggas with it, knock your head off your shoulders
homie move over, i see you n*ggas peepin
but look too long and you might start leakin
n*ggas get to reachin’ you n*ggas get to bleedin
couple rounds of fire, mothaf*ckers get to leavin
nutty like seaman, dolla have you leanin
hatin’ ass n*ggas see the young boy gleaming
this is my city (yep)
this is my turf (yep)
stand up n*gga now you d*ck in the dirt, yes sir

[verse 3: dolla]
ey, she a groupie (ye), she a groupie (ye)
hit the telly with the b*tch cus she choosie
you can’t out do me, dolla too fresh
lookin like a million bucks what the f*ck you expect?
you can’t digest a n*gga like this (no)
50 thousten orange layin on my chest
i bang my set: g.a.n.g
ain’t a n*gga in the city do it quiet like me
in a fresh white t, boss n*gga of the a
walk right through the line, homeboy i don’t pay
everybody my birthday, n*gga what you know about it
nina serfina on my hip cus i don’t go without it
it’s over crowded when i’m in it cus the whole hood with me
i ain’t leavin til it’s over and the whole club empty
do it like it’s 99 all the d*mn time
in the middle of the flow drinkin’ liquor blowin pines

- dolla lyrics

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