4 Dolla Bill Lyrics - Singles - Tiara Thomas

Ok ok ok 

Ok ok ok 

I'm a trill bitch 

That's straight out the gate 

And the forties outta space 

That is not up for debate 

And I got a lot of drugs 

And a new attitude 

I should open up my closet 

So you can see what it do 

Got a white t-shirt and skinny jeans on 

Black and leather shoe string, Louis Vuitton 

Yeah I be on 'em 

Like couples on a date 

When I turn the lights on 

All these bitches gonna hate 

Turn the lights on 

Ahh yeah. 

They just want the money money money 

Cars cars clothes clothes 

Ahh yeah. 

Bet you never met one like me. 

Swear this bitch is so trill yo 

Ahh yeah. 

Call em 4 dolla bill hoes 

Cause these bitches not real no. 

Ahh yeah 

They just want the money money money 

Cars cars clothes clothes. 

Bitch, I'm a real OT 

These hoes don't know me, 

But I know you saw my homies 

From across the fucking street. 

They were waiting in the car, all black. 

They were throwin' those seats right back. 

And I know you heard that bangin' 808 up in the back 

When it drop like that. 

When it drop like money, 

Shit's not fair 

The shit's not funny. 

When you say those things, 

Behind your screen. 

When you see my team, 

You get soft like bunnies. 

Don't like don't like don't like those niggas. 

Don't fight don't fight don't fight no bitch cause 

The money do more damage than a motherfuckin' fist does. 

Ahh yeah. 

They just want the money money money 

Cars cars clothes clothes 

Ahh yeah. 

Bet you never met one like me. 

Swear this bitch is so trill yo 

Ahh yeah. 

Call em 4 dolla bill hoes 

Cause these bitches not real no. 

Ahh yeah 

They just want the money money money 

Cars cars clothes clothes. 

I be like, "Fuck the world. Fuck the world." 

These 4 dolla bill bitches can't touch a girl. 

Cause you know I'm out here gettin' it. 

And I'm all about my business. 

On top of my shit 

Don't need no handout from no nigga. 

Money money money cars cars clothes clothes. 

And when those car doors close 

And the shades go down. 

I'm still killing these hoes. 

Ahh yeah. 

They just want the money money money 

Cars cars clothes clothes 

Ahh yeah. 

Bet you never met one like me. 

Swear this bitch is so trill yo 

Ahh yeah. 

Call em 4 dolla bill hoes 

Cause these bitches not real no. 

Ahh yeah 

They just want the money money money 

Cars cars clothes clothes.