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everything - dollaz lyrics

[part 1: everything]

[intro: dollaz & pnutphobic]
wait, n*gga, where the f*ck is my gucci? (i’m right here)
where the f*ck is the versace bags and shoes? (oh, okay)
oh, you thought it was a joke?
hold this

[chorus: dollaz]
hmm, i want everything (woah, woah)
and that’s on everything (woah, woah)
gimme everything
the b*tches, the money, and all the cars (yo)

[verse 1: dollaz]
i’m f*ckin’ the yang, he f*ckin’ the ying
had to double the prices, so cop you a fee
he throwin’ up gang, he throwin’ up b’s
he f*ckin’ with hoes, but ain’t f*ckin’ with me
he know that that b*tch is absolute (outdated)
he know that his b*tch is under me (underrated)
he chasin’ a bag like he chasin’ a dog
b*tches ain’t jumpin’, they friggity*frogs
he callin’ my phone line like i’m a caw, brr
b*tch, you know it’s a stick*up
empty the clip with the .22 caliber
then i skrrt in a challenger
whip out the stick like i really wanna challenge her
[verse 2: pnutphobic]
i want everything (i want everything, woah)
n*gga, you better cough up everything
i want that weddin’ ring (woah, okay)
and it better come with that diamond bling
i got that twin on my side, and it go pop*pop (woah)
b*tch, i’m not yo’ father, i’m yo’ granddad, call me pop pop
you see these blacked out tints on my drop*top
cut these hoes head off now they look around like a crop*top
ah, i’m so foreign (woah, woah)
these hoes talk so much, i am really snorin’
you tried to diss me in yo’ song, ho, you really borin’
yo’ people keep talkin’ on my name
i go house to house, b*tch, i’m really tourin’
i’m a capricorn, but money is my sign
call me optimus because i am in my prime
smokin’ on that sour, man, that’s my lime
i do not know her, wait, that’s my slime
i ain’t scared of no hoes, so best believe i’ma face her
b*tch, i got that government two, and it’s just some lasers
like that taser, i might just mace her
shout out to all the “i don’t f*ck with you”
you know the number two, i might erase her

[chorus: pnutphobic, dollaz & both]
i want everything (gimme it, gimme it)
and that’s on everything (and that’s on everything)
gimme everything
the b*tches, the money, and all the cars
[bridge: dollaz]
no, did you peep?
whip out the stick like i really wanna challenge her
he wanna know if i can bring some presider
but b*tches really can’t even handle her
this is the speed up version for the baddies out there

[part 2: everything sped up version]

[intro: dollaz & pnutphobic]
wait, n*gga, where the f*ck is my gucci? (i’m right here)
where the f*ck is the versace bags and shoes? (oh, okay)
oh, you thought it was a joke?
hold this

[chorus: dollaz]
hmm, i want everything (woah, woah)
and that’s on everything (woah, woah)
gimme everything
the b*tches, the money, and all the cars (yo)

[chorus: pnutphobic, dollaz & both]
i want everything (gimme it, gimme it)
and that’s on everything (and that’s on everything)
gimme everything
the b*tches, the money, and all the cars

[bridge: dollaz]
no, did you peep?
whip out the stick like i really wanna challenge her
he wanna know if i can bring some presider
but b*tches really can’t even handle her

- dollaz lyrics

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