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lirik lagu bossman dlow - pillsbury dlow

[intro: bossman dlow]
(steve made this motherf~cker here)
(lako)
(uno, you the goat)
yeah, big za

[chorus: bossman dlow]
i fell in love with money, blue hundreds and fifties
show me that you love me, f~ck me like you miss me (yeah)
i’m sorry, that’s your girl, but she comin’ with me (come here, bae)
i say, “bae, this your world,” i call her lil’ disney (yeah)
call me pillsbury dlow, i need more dough
drop the top in that double r, let your hair blow
shake that ass for that cash, throw it back like it’s thursday (thursday)
who p~ssy this is, baby? she say, “oh, it’s yours, bae” (yours, bae)

[verse 1: bossman dlow]
soon as they gave me the ball, i dunked like i’m ja morant
security kicked me out the mall, i left dog sh~t in saks (saks)
come get you a rich n~gga, bae, stop f~ckin’ with them lames (lames)
i could be at an arcade, baby, i still don’t play no game (no game)
i walked in the mall with thirty, f~cked around and ran through it (ran through it)
i put on for the streets, pretty b~tches love trap music (yeah)
two hundred in the gucci bag, fifty in a f~nny pack (yeah)
two hundred on the dash, i’m drivin’ like a maniac
huh, twenty~four hour trap, we stay open, boy (we stay open, boy)
huh, i ride nothin’ but strikers like i’m bowlin’, boy
can’t none of them boys stop me, we the ones gon’ pop it (gon’ pop it)
i need mine asap, chain hittin’ like rocky
[chorus: bossman dlow]
i fell in love with money, blue hundreds and fifties
show me that you love me, f~ck me like you miss me (yeah)
i’m sorry, that’s your girl, but she comin’ with me (come here, bae)
i say, “bae, this your world,” i call her lil’ disney (yeah)
call me pillsbury dlow, i need more dough
drop the top in that double r, let your hair blow
shake that ass for that cash, throw it back like it’s thursday (thursday)
who p~ssy this is, baby? she say, “oh, it’s yours, bae” (yours, bae)

[verse 2: ice spice]
bad as f~ck, i serve face (like), bougie like my wordplay (grrah)
thought i was a good girl, then did his ass the worst way (grrah)
sayin’ you don’t like rich n~ggas trickin’, that’s a poor take (mm)
think you can afford me? i’m like, “are you sure, bae?” (mm)
he just let his money talk (grrah)
cold as f~ck, i give him chills, i like hundred dollar bills (grrah)
real right and i’m built nice (d~mn), got him in his feels
sittin’ pretty in his h~llcat, he let me grip the wheel (grrah)
up and down his algorithm (yeah), every pic i post is pain (yeah)
i put that on that sh~t for real (grrah), broke hoes don’t even know the name (like)
carti’ frames, they throwin’ shade, see me and get blown away (grrah)
keep it cute, just like when i post, he don’t got no complaints

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