Luyện nghe bài hát Dollar Bill

Unstoppable, Trackmasters, Rockland, on

Na-na so sick, your toes twitch
Get up in yo' ass and ride that
Oh yeah, dare you act shady with the first
Let's go on this baby
thighs thick so when we fuck you must put me in a Swiss ho'
Room 704, fuck mad at me fo'?
Skin copper, na-na proper, who could stop her?
Nothin'. Hey, do a
All that platinum shit you
Nigga, you thought, it ain't my fault
Keep the wrist rocky, attitude
Next time you see me, me like "Miss Foxy"
It's for the wrist cop it, if it's a six it
Thongs with topless how you that Robbie?
Ain't nothing sweet, you my style, doggy style
the back, in the back, hit it like that

[R.
The dollar

Nothin' but get you anything
Anywhere, as a matter of fact, dollar

[R.
Say what you want
you be stalling at the lights
We be dippin in

Dollar

[R.
Can get us here to Rio
In two hours first class still time to a shower
The dollar

Where ever we be VIP stats, no doubt
So what cats know about that

[R.
Say lady, I'm what I see
Come on and to me baby, baby, baby
Can't you see one is all I need
We'll go and be
Talkin' about your future with me

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I would do
To have you in my life, right
We can take a flight out of go anywhere

[R.
Uh uh, I got rims on the V-12
Make you raise the roof, no gold in the
Put some in the CD's overseas
Private lofts, I'm you haters
Ain't my fault I rap, then made a mill'
But it's my fault I got my own label
Vacation in Japan while you for Bennihana's
On the way to pick up Madona, the ill

Now you the na-na plays with the big boys, aye'day
the six coupe to the big Royce, can you handle that?
A sass and ass with that
And I'm for the dough
So you think I'm here fo'?
Princesses in a row, row status
Ice lace to face
I back the faggots
See me rocking aye'thang from to Persians
Y'all learning, I got Rem swervin', through a sermon
And there's you can tell me 'bout these cats that I
Don't even ram through a plan, too stack
I continue this?
Might be a couple of cats I miss
We could skip the french kiss, it straight to the wrist
And it gets no iller than
Na-na engraved on canary ice, see me wear it
Did y'all niggas me right?
Me and Kelly put the lock on New York to Chitown
His town to my town, for the dollar

[R.
The dollar

Tell me who that said we couldn't rock
I roll the dice, bet the dots say we won't
I roll from Chitown to Cali, hit block
I bless the day R&B music meet hip hop
You haters that Kelly couldn't keep it hot
Even when I'm in face, y'all see me not
Sportin' nothing but the rocks, navigators on the
Merridian CD's with five
honeys follow in your GS3
We on the way to IHOP, from the spot
Niggas in the lot jammin' to the
mad cause you can't get what we got
Who's the number one contender, January December?
Cut your forest down you niggas screamin' Timothy
Sophia know me from the beach in Miami
Banks know me, so I could a damn about the Grammies

[R.
The dollar
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The bill
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The dollar
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
The bill
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The dollar bill, Track Masters,