Dollar Lyrics - Made - Scarface

Dollar... 

Dollar... 

[Scarface - Verse One] 

I'm bout my game 

Can't take shit light 

Rich today 

Be broke tonight 

I duck the pin 

Cuz I seek the light 

On my grind 

My grind's my life 

My life's my hood 

My home is slums 

My boys is deep 

Hoes is young 

Funk is here 

I'm out the way 

I stash the cash 

For that rainy day 

Those days to come 

My storm awaits 

I save for now 

For babenapes 

For cars and wheels 

For grills and chains 

For cows and bulls 

For screens and bang 

For candy paint 

My life done changed 

My kids is grown 

I needs the bank 

My bank foreal 

I leaves behind 

A name that lives 

For years uhuh 

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[Chorus] 

Big weed and drink 

Rims and candypaint 

Fresh shoes and clothes 

Keep several hoes 

Y'all idolize 

Me, I do it for the dollar 

Girls slide down the pole 

Niggas trick for hoes 

We sell tons of dope 

I ain't never broke 

Ain't my fault that the world revovles the dollar 

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[Scarface - Verse Two] 

I dips to clubs 

Gets major play 

From major hoes 

In a major way 

Short skirts and boots 

Thick ass with thighs 

She said it's yours 

Come fuck me eyes 

Got hoes with jobs 

Got hoes with games 

Got freaky hoes 

That dance with hey 

They likes my style 

And I like they ways 

She wants what's mine 

And I want what pays 

I love these hoes 

Without my heart 

I fucks they mind 

Not private parts 

They falls in lust 

Dick game in truth 

She leaves her man 

Cuz I keeps her loose 

She dreams of me 

Just met the chick 

She mean to you 

Cuz you stressed the bitch 

I takes her home 

You sweat the shit 

She rolls her eyes 

Like the exorcist 

[Chorus] 

It's in my blood 

Been real for deep 

Ain't changed a bit 

I claim the streets 

I've left the hood 

But made it back 

Sold cocaine 

Smoked and i jacked 

Prophets from crack, bought cockpits and gats 

Bulldogs and hogs 

My life I rap 

Put down in words 

Dope fiends in packs 

My block I love 

And they love me back 

Homeboys is feudin' 

Got hate for none 

I rise foreal 

I stay with guns 

I sleep alone 

Cuz I trust myself 

Respect for all 

But I deals in death 

That's real in depth 

Can't bite my tongue 

I speaks my mind 

That's where I'm from 

That's how I'm raised 

I'm cut from that 

That's how I'm made 

Can't fuck with that 

[Chorus 2x]