[Intro] Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine [Verse 1] I mean, I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine All day, all night, bitch On the city of my collar, it's a vice grip You ain't 'bout the guap, I don't like it Catch me runnin' to the money like a hyphen Swimmin' in that water, know the sharks out Keep it tucked like a napkin at a park bench Before the bag, my momma's crib was gettin' dark Now she feel like a sunroom in an apartment Now I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great, I'm feelin' wonderful It feel like voodoo, when I wake, my funds abundant, ooh In the Bermuda, where I bank, that's where my money go They like, "Who the fuck is Buddy?", I don't wanna know I said, "I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great, I'm feelin' wonderful" I could put it on a plate, I made a bunch of food Got it lookin' like a steak the way the money grow You ain't never seen this many dollar signs in one of those [Chorus] I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine I mean, I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine [Verse 2] I say All gas, no brakes, no reverse, ooh If she love you, put your money in her purse In her purse If she love you, put your money in her purse All gas, no brakes, no reverse, ooh If she love you, put your money in her purse If she love you, put your money in her purse If she love you, put your money in her purse Put your money in her purse Put your money in her purse Put your money in her purse If she love you, put your money in her purse Put your money in her purse Put your money in her purse Put your money in her purse If she love you, put your money in her purse I say, "I'm in this shit for green, not the game" Keep the city on a dollarine I say, "I'm in this shit for green, not the game" Keep the city on a dollarine I say, "I'm in this shit for green, not the game" Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine [Chorus] I mean, I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine I mean, I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine [Verse 3] I mean, I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine All day, all night, bitch On the city of my collar, it's a vice grip You ain't 'bout the guap, I don't like it Catch me runnin' to the money like a hyphen Swimmin' in that water, know the sharks out Keep it tucked like a napkin at a park bench Before the bag, my momma's crib was gettin' dark Now she feel like a sunroom in an apartment Now I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great, I'm feelin' wonderful It feel like voodoo, when I wake, my funds abundant, ooh In the Bermuda, where I bank, that's where my money go They like, "Who the fuck is Buddy?", I don't wanna know I said, "I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great, I'm feelin' wonderful" I could put it on a plate, I made a bunch of food Got it lookin' like a steak the way the money grow You ain't never seen this many dollar signs in one of those [Chorus] I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine I mean, I'm in this shit For green, not the game Keep the city on a dollarine Keep the city on a dollarine [Outro] I mean, I'm in this shit For
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