Girl...
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Uooh...
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High school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
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High school she was
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That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
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I Never thought that she would come and work for the president
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Mr. George Washington
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She thought he'd call
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She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
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All he wanna know is is
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Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread
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All he wanna know is
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She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard
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All he wanna know is
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She thought he'd call
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[Chorus: x2]
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See I'mma tell you like Wu told me
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Cash rules everything around me
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Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all
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Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all
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Pimpin' got harder cos, hoes got smarter
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On the strip is something they don't wanna be a part of
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Rather be up in the club shakin' for a thug
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For triple times the money and spending it like they wanna
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They got they mind on they money, money on they mind
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They got they finger on the trigger, hand on the nines
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See everyday they feel the struggle, but staying on they grind
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And ain't nobody takin' from us, and that's the bottom line
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But I know there's a drop in the block
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You move slow
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You getting' pressure from cops
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You don't know not to lay low
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Because 25 to life is no joke
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To all my real gorillas thuggin'
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On top of corners every day strugglin'
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All the beautiful women getting' money
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Washin' them dollar bills like laundry
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[Chorus: x2]
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See I'mma tell you like Wu told me
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Cash rules everything around me
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Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all
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Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all
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Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill)
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| Boyce Avenue |
