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rfe tuffboy & yo gotti - dolla fo dolla challenge (remix) كلمات الأغنية

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dolla fo dolla challenge (remix) lyrics
[intro: yo gotti]
yeah n_gga, it’s whatever
that’s tuff
yeah b_tch, it’s whatever
that’s tuff
woe
yeah, i am
let’s go let’s go

[verse 1: yo gotti & rfe tuffboy]
i’ll never let my n_ggas down
nah, i never put some choppas down (never)
hit your b_tch when i come in town
she ain’t never let a n_gga down (yeah)

i pay her bills i buy her designers
even though i never loved her
might take her to the hood but
can’t take her on a date

blog put a n_gga business out
knock ’em down, now switch ’em out
i got opps i don’t know about
stand on business, we don’t talk about it (shh)
keep it one hunnid ,never speak about it
you know the bizness piled papers movement, we bangin no telling gang no telling
we do real numbers, real chef, benihana’s
i’ll take a n_gga under
watch three_hundred, these is yeezy’s
‘fore they drop (yeah), call ’em dondas
jay said i got the thunder
pray to god for the runners
whole pandemic, all i seen was snow, it’s like i missed a summer
put it on my mama
yo gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
yo gotti, he be runnin’ ’round with real k!llers
hush gang, he ain’t frontin’ no f_ck n_ggas (shh)
big stepper, we’ll stomp on you lil’ n_ggas
n_ggas say they slidin’, n0body dyin’ though (oh)
your net worth in the fours, what was they lyin’ ‘fore?
go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta
we can go thottie for thottie
i’m scholarship gotti, you gave a b_tch a birkin
i just gave her some knowledge

[verse 2: rfetuffboy]
dolla fo dolla
we stacking dem pounds we stacking dem dollars go check d scoreboard
we running dem numbers
we shutting down stores
we do that with comas
you ain’t got no money
you ain’t got no power
use to be broke as sh_t
but now am going harder than harder
yo n_gga unplug the ps5
and plug that money machine
we don’t play no games
when it comes to playing cheese
gotta pile up this papers
piled papers forever my mood
all about my dope ion even check the people’s no i can’t be fooled i ain’t playing by your rules am known to lose my cool but that’s cool cos am known to be so cool

[verse 3: yo gotti]
i’m knockin’ all my opps out the field
young n_ggas sick, young n_gga ill
all of my n_ggas united
just ballin’ to dc united
i gave him the pack and he tanked it (tanked it)
twenty_five pints and he dranked it (uhh)
just showed her my account and she fainted (on god)
showed him the plug and he thanked me (you welcome)
“ayy, gotti you low, you jankie”
lil’ b_tch just posted me, brainless (dumbass)
rolls royce stainless (steel)
made my neighbourhood famous (for real)
rich catch for tourists (for tourists)
ayy, why yo’ jewellery blury?
all my jewellery flawless, all my n_ggas stallers
none of my n_ggas sanctifies, they be throwin’ cross
all my forgies offset
all my diamonds factory set
that my lil’ savage, i stamped that
my b_tch like the sunset, yeah
i see the same n_ggas doin’ the same sh_t every day (sh_t every day)
different n_gga, yeah, i had to go and make a way (go and make a way)
any day, it’s another million_dollar plate
it’s like seventy mill now, ‘nother hundred on the way
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