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lirik lagu dollar please – kembe x

[verse 1: kembe x]
uhh
uh
so could you spare to squat a dollar?
we broke as h-ll, i rap but no one pays me
maybe i’ve been acting lazy
in the trap i’m going crazy
can’t state my problem, but lately
it’s been trouble all on my mind
i’m finna up the banger on babies
and i don’t know what the f-ck i’m gon find
real n-gga on the grind
n-ggas panickin
bad b-tches making me sandwiches
finna lace my swisher with anacin
don’t trip, yo b-tch gon handle it
pause n-gga!
that sh-t cray
no t-tties in your phone? n-gga that sh-t g-y
f-ck my liver and my lungs
keep my d-ck up on her tongue
now i never gotta listen to what that b-tch say
throw some d’s, blow some trees
i don’t give no f-ck
i ain’t never seen my p-n-s, cause it’s always in her b-tt
i be flipping h-lla tables
and stealing h-lla cable
now my neighbors h-lla angry cause they p-rn bill done gone up
f-ck naw bruh
i can’t fold for your bullsh-t
i should get a gun and h-lla bullets
then ride around in yo hood
know the village up to no good
finna get it tatted all on my d-ck
and i got a bad b-tch all on my d-ck
when we send it up it’s madness, all cause my clique
don’t give no f-ck

[hook: alex wiley]
let me get a dollar
let me get a dollar
let me hold that dollar n-gga
know you got that dollar n-gga x2

[verse 2: alex wiley]
t-tties in my phone
from a b-tch that is not my b-tch
hey b-tch, come tickle my privates
living life like it’s yolo on my eyelids
then it’s bye-bye b-tch
back to the trap i go
n-ggas real cold at the rap, i know
pimp suit and a cane, if she lacks my dough
baby powder in my hand, i’mma smack my hoes
fist a b-tch like pacquiao
green crack is crackin, my pack is loud
hey man, be clear, this my daddy house
if you got a dollar gon swag me out
rap real good, give me a dollar please
if not b-tch, you can go and swallow deez
that’s why i’m givin yo b-tch a whole lot of d
and she’s making me nachos with a lot of cheese

[monster mike]
i be f-cking your hoes about raw as me at this rap sh-t
so that’s pretty raw
you ain’t f-cking her right
i put stuff in her b-tt and take all of the pics with my cellular phone
yolo b-tch! f-ck the opps
n-gga yo whole b-tch, sucked the fop
she’s on my d-ck, i call her draws
i just text the b-tch, but you got to call
cause y’all be rappin h-lla bad, ain’t even tryna rock with ya
all i do is swa-swa-swag, and all you do is hollister
i’m tryna get on or something
let me get a dollar bruh
if not i’m upping ratchet, and on god i’m taking all your stuff
yolo

[hook: alex wiley]

- kembe x

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