Andre Nickatina - FIST FULL OF DOLLARS lyrics

yeah, you hear me spit...never on time, we always late

False dreams, and every thing's on a triple beam

its like a holiday scheme with these

car out lean

money infatuated, killer intimidated, illegally motivated

criminals, death bangs on the block

baby, can i have your keys i hate to pick your lock

snappin like a gator never waitin like a waiter

cherry is my flavor, when it comes to now and laters

when it comes to gettin greedy, man i get green eyes

man i getta get it like muslim sling pies

cuttin in line, just to get mine

tell ya i feel that, now waitin is a crime

arrest me, cuff me, bail me

rap is money baby, it never failed me

im like an antique as if in the streets

lickin my tongue at little kids

the lucky motivater when it comes to makin paper

man you can keep your money, but i really need a fader

hot like potatoes, hair in the jaders

wavvves that make u sick like a sailor

dont ask about the woman, cuz im married to the rap

dont have to say i love you when we love it like that

and im chillin like the number one chilla

around some cats that shoot more things than reggie miller

nicky you a real rap dealer, i drank my drank hit the dank, give a pound and say my nigga

the situation make me quiver

the hotter the cap but the rap coast deal make a nigga shiver

and like pizza i deliver

cop your rock, hit the block the mother fucker dont short stop

do you know when you goin black, its like a rememerance of a diana ross track

you know i gotta foss that

boss that

cross that

see in the eye of the devil

loss that

yeah, it gets hot in the room

like the wicked witch, i gotta jump the broom, screamin fuck you by the light of the moon

custom fit like a brand new bra

i hate to break the rules but i love to break the law

get caught

gotta lie like a veteran, in the bathtub screamin Fly Pelicans!