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Brown, Foxy and R. Kelly – Dollar Bill Lyrics

Unstop able Trackmasters Rockland come on 

Na na so sick make your toes twitch 
Get up in yo' a** and ride that s*** 
Oh yeah dare you act shady with the first lady? 
Let's go half on this baby 

Inner thighs thick so when we f*** you must put me in a swiss ho' 
Room 704 f*** they mad at me fo'? 
Skin copper na na stay proper who could stop her? 
Nothin'. Hey do a somersault 

All that platinum s*** you bought? 
N****, f*** you thought, it ain't my fault 
Keep the wrist rocky, attitude c***y 
Next time you see me, address me like, "Miss Foxy" 

It's for the wrist? Cop it. If it's a six? Drop it. 
Thongs with topless, how you like that Robbie? 
Ain't nothing sweet, you know my style, doggy style 
From the back, in the back, hit it like that 

[Chorus]
The dollar bill 
Nothin' but stacks get you anything 
Anywhere, as a matter of fact, dollar bill 
Say what you want baby 
While you be stalling at the lights 
We be dippin' in Mercedes
Dollar bill 
Can get us from here to Rio 
In two hours first cla** still time to take a shower 
The dollar bill 

Where ever we be it's VIP stats, no doubt 
So what y'all cats know about that 

Say lady, I'm liking what I see 
Come on and talk to me baby, baby, baby 
Can't you see one night is all I need 
We'll go somewhere and be 
Talkin' about your future plans with me 

I would do anything 
To have you in my life, that's right 
We can take a flight out of here, go anywhere 

Uh uh, I got proof rims on the V-12 
Make you raise the roof, no gold in the tooth 
Put some in the vault CD's overseas 
Private lofts, I'm you haters holocaust 

Ain't my fault I rap, then still made a mill' 
But it's my fault I got my own label deal 
Vacation in Japan while you wish for Bennihana's 
On the way to pick up Madona, the ill na-na 

Now you know the na-na plays with the big boys, aye'day 
From the six coupe to the big Royce, can you handle that? 
A lot of sass and a** with that 
And I'm strickly for the dough 

So, f*** you think I'm here fo'? 
Princesses in a row, row platinum status 
Ice lace to pink face 
Then I back the faggots 

See me rocking aye 'thang from Mongolians to Persians 
Y'all still learning, I got 'em swervin', through a sermon 
And there's nothin' you can tell me 'bout these cats that I 
Don't even ram through a plan, too much stack 

Must I continue this? 
Might be a couple of cats that I miss 
We could skip the french kiss, take it straight to the wrist 
And it gets no iller than this 

Na-na engraved on canary ice, see me wear it twice 
Did y'all n****s hear me right? 
Me and Kelly put the lock down on New York to Chitown 
His town to my town, for the dollar bill 

[Chorus] 

Tell me who dat said dat we couldn't rock 
I roll the dice, bet the dots say we won't stop 
I roll from Chitown to Cali, hit your block 
I bless the day that R&B music meet hip hop 

You haters thought that Kelly couldn't keep it hot 
Even when I'm in your face, why'all see me not 
Sportin' nothing but the rocks, navigators on the block 
Merridian CD's with five TV's 

College honeys follow in your GS3 
We on the way to IHOP, coming from the spot 
N****s in the lot jammin' to the knock 
Y'all mad 'cause you can't get what we got 

Who's the number one contender, January through December? 
Cut your forest down while you n****s screamin' Timothy 
Sophia know me from the beach house in Miami 
Banks know me, so I could give a damn about the Grammies 

The dollar bill 
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 
The dollar bill 
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 
The dollar bill 
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 
The dollar bill 
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 

The dollar bill, Track Masters, Rockland

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