Money Ball Dame D.O.L.L.A. (Ft. Danny from Sobrante, Derrick Milano & Jeremih)
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[Chorus: Jeremih, Derrick Milano, and Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
Gettin' money ain't new to me
No
No, new to me
No, no
I been countin' hunnids since the blue face (Ooh)
Boy, I got that water, Bobby Boucher (Ayy)
I can keep it simple, just like lemonade (No)
I been gettin' paid since Minute Maid (No)
Ohh
What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, ooh)
Yeah, what we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, throwin' money at the rim, gettin' money ain't new to me)
What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, no)
Dame D.O.L.L.A. (Throwin' money at the rim, no, new to me)
[Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
I take it easy, pretendin', then took it over (I took it over)
Lot of foreign talk, but dreamin' up on the sofa (Sleep)
Let the seat back, I'm leanin' all in the Rover (Y'know)
Make a lot of chips, life is a game of poker (Money)
I need ounce, and the shots, of some lovey dovey (Lovey dovey)
Ha Ha Davis to the bank, I got money, money (Big money)
Celebrities playin' rich, just a bunch of junkies (I know)
And you know what it mean if you see me gettin' chunky (Shh)
I own homes, and cars, and I only fly private (On the jet with it)
Pull up to the plane, pilots high-fivin'
Nigga gotta add his own sky mileage (Add it up)
Keep my son in the finest, and all fly shit
Really got it, so there's nothin' you can say to me (On God)
And I ain't losin' sleep for you suckers hatin' me (On God)
Been ten toes down, never waverin' (Squa)
Say my prayers, thank the man for how he favor me
Gettin' money ain't new to me
No
No, new to me
No, no
I been countin' hunnids since the blue face (Ooh)
Boy, I got that water, Bobby Boucher (Ayy)
I can keep it simple, just like lemonade (No)
I been gettin' paid since Minute Maid (No)
Ohh
What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, ooh)
Yeah, what we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, throwin' money at the rim, gettin' money ain't new to me)
What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, no)
Dame D.O.L.L.A. (Throwin' money at the rim, no, new to me)
[Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
I take it easy, pretendin', then took it over (I took it over)
Lot of foreign talk, but dreamin' up on the sofa (Sleep)
Let the seat back, I'm leanin' all in the Rover (Y'know)
Make a lot of chips, life is a game of poker (Money)
I need ounce, and the shots, of some lovey dovey (Lovey dovey)
Ha Ha Davis to the bank, I got money, money (Big money)
Celebrities playin' rich, just a bunch of junkies (I know)
And you know what it mean if you see me gettin' chunky (Shh)
I own homes, and cars, and I only fly private (On the jet with it)
Pull up to the plane, pilots high-fivin'
Nigga gotta add his own sky mileage (Add it up)
Keep my son in the finest, and all fly shit
Really got it, so there's nothin' you can say to me (On God)
And I ain't losin' sleep for you suckers hatin' me (On God)
Been ten toes down, never waverin' (Squa)
Say my prayers, thank the man for how he favor me
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