Gangsta Boo - Where Dem Dollas At Lyrics
Im chiefin heavy understand me baby this gangsta boo--> from tear da club up (repeat 2x)Chorus x2Where da dollas atNigga, where da dollas atIm chiefin heavy understand me baby this gangsta booWhere da dollas atNigga, where da dollas at[gangsta boo]Now let me kick a little somethin about this lady named booHavent you heard of the things that miss boo is capable to doGet your mind twisted like some dreads on a jamaicans headVicky lingere, candles lit, with petals on the bedBlazing hella weed, concentrating on whats next, be nextBet your bottom dollar, make you holla, where them benjis atComin out your pocket, dont be stoppin, what can happen babyHow many niggas get the chance to be in the mist up lady (never)Not be goin, cause my game is just too thick for thatGangsta boo be watchin, all the prophet niggas got my backWhat you see in me, nigga roll is what I meant to beSippin on henn and grinning in your faceTryin to get your cheese, why you besSayin Im doggin you out, but still pagin meNever answer the phone, cause your name be on my caller idI guess you can say Im kinda crazy in my own ways***** bein broke for days, ladies gots to get paidChorus 4x[gangsta boo]It be amazing how these *****es havin babies by niggasWith no pot to piss in or no money to give herWhat the *****, why you hoes wanna live that way?I be scheamin for some cheddar every God damn dayNot to be the *****in one lookin sad and brokeNo nigga to ***** with, no weed to smokeHard times got me whinin, conversation and kickin itHooked up with a little cryst now Im back on my pimpinThinkin up a *****in plan, how to get you manDamn I hope you understand money came with the scamWe be chillin in the cities of new york and l.a.It is all good, get my conflict on, smokin on hayI hate to say, but anyway I feel you hatin on meYou look into my eyes and smile but still you hatin on me (nevermind)***** it, I aint takin it personal, Im about my businessWell I have to kick it sooner or later so I aint trippinChorus 4x[dj paul]I keeps my shit in control, draped up in diamonds and goldPlayas all up in my soul while pots arranged in a rowUp in the v-i-p seats these hoes been waitin to see meI hope that ***** got my cheese, cant leave with less than a kiIm scopin out some new talent, needs some new hoes for my palaceThe more hoes that I just grab, they hated on my like melonSoon as I hit the front door, they scope the gold around my collarIm have to come up on loot, I cant even spare a dollarI got to roll gang style, *****[juicy j]I got a rolex on my wrist trickCant you hoes get some of thisSome niggas want to take my placeSome hoes be beggin ride my dickI cant be stopped, the juice gon shineThe droopies pokin in my rhymeIm living good and feelin fineIm high off weed, then liqour and wineJust roll it up, I fold it upThese bottle pop, pour it in my cupThe niggas who work from 9 to 5Are on the corner, post it upWe still can ball, the juice and paulThe deals we make, the shots we callEntrepeneurs on world wide tourThe only thing we save is cheese not brawlChorus 2xAw yeah hypnotized minds up in hereYou know the businessGangsta boo solo tape, yall know the scopeFeaturing the tear da club up thugs, wsup, all hotIts on, where the dollars atWhere Im at, on the map
