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Hot Dollar

just white tees The red monkey jeans cover up my nike's [Hook] [Verse 3:] Yup it's the kid the best flow Yup people tell ya kids like im preflo Yeah call me hot dollar

at the hot spot, I fox, I plots At the bar y'all, all night, I pops Is it alright, sho' you right, you can't stop it This is our world, me and my girls Hot

I want you back Hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Looking for your hot stuff Baby, I need it Looking for your hot stuff Baby, tonight I want your hot

she lay it down?) Drip, drip, drip, drip for me, mami, can you drip, drip, drip? (Would she, would she lay it down?) It's the, it's the, it's The Cataracs She's hot

the Limbo White wit the doors up (Ah) Chain full of snow yeah that bitch froze up (Damn) Sitting in a vet (Vet) Gucci bandana (dana) G4 jet (Jet) I?m to hot

him, go 'head mommy breathe again Go 'head mommy breathe again, don't stop now straight to the top now Go 'head mommy make it hot now I need me a love

kind that you marry and take to another place [India sings again] and exchange vows, spend thous Make love in a hot tub, where there's a hot towel She

It's a hell up in Harlem, fuck it, another day Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the rottweilers Pull the collars, make 'em sit for the godfather

my dollar Boys, gettin' hot under the collar Holla, holla, whoa Boys, come say what you wanna Boys, y-you need to lick my dollar Boys, gettin' hot under