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Walley Full Of Dollarz (Remix)

by Ghetto Squad

Verse 1: (Lil Dollarz)
Ooh
My nigga is (?)
(?) He is dead
Everyday kill police
Then I watch lolis
My bitch is good, yes so good
Your mom is dead
(?) Everyday
Ice on my neck
(?) Really Gucci
You're very in Succi
Ooh

Chorus 1: (Lil Dollarz)
(?)

Verse 2: (Lil Hentai)
I am gonna pop nigga
Then i rob nigga
You wanna test my skill nigga?
You a bitch nigga
Your bitch be in my bed
Your daddy dropping dead! (Skrrt Yuh)
You think you hot shit?
I go chop your bitch shit (Yeah)
Every nigga wanna test me
And every bitch nigga wanna fuck me! (Skrrt)
I'm the coolest black in town
So you niggas watch out!
All my homies gang banging
Like i'm bitch banging (Skrrt)

Prechorus 2 (x7):
I have so many dollie dollie
In my walley walley

Chorus:
(?)

Verse 3: (Lil Stanlu)
Yeah ooh yeah yeah
Lil Stanlu on the beat
I will fuck your sheep
I'm a god of bitches
And i really like peaches
Today i will come
To your house
And fuck you using my computer mouse
This track will be your end
Because you're fucked by Kanye West friend
It's me
I put my Gucci dildo into your ass
And the last thing for your life will be
The bass

Chorus (x2):
I have so many dollie dollie in my walley walley
I have so many dollie dollie in my walley
Gucci (x6)
Dollie dollie
Gucci Gucci
Dolle Walley
Gucci (x3)
Dollie dollie in my gucci wallet
Gucci Belt on your ass

Verse 4: (DJ Pingas)
Pocket full of moneys
Dollar full of moneys
Pocket full of moneys
Pocket pocket full of moneys
Wallet full of dollarz
Wallet wallet full of dollarz
Checking all the checks
Checking checking all the checks
I got the walls
I got the walls
Wallets full of moneys
My money is in the bottle
Money in my pockets
Wallet's full of moneys

Chorus (x2):
Money money money flying everywhere
Money money money just sweep, don't care
Money money money flying everywhere

The weird part in between the choruses:
Money money money throw your hands up in the air
Store full of moneys
Stolen moneys up in the air
You know what I'm saying boys?

Verse 5: (Lil X)
Yeah yeah
My car is full of big big gucci
When I worked at IT I did bang bang Louis
Now I have Tissot King and Rolex
Now I do fucking fucking flex
Big money Big Ben i'm better than I am
If you really like me you will give me the Louis
(Gunshots)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh Gucci
Oh oh oh oh oh oh Louis

Chorus:
Whip up and flex (Ooh Yeah) (x8)

Verse 6: (6ix9ine)
Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga
In the hood with them billy niggas and them Hoover niggas
You run up and they shootin' niggas, we ain't hoopin', nigga
Yo KB, you a loser, nigga, up that Uzi, nigga
On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone
She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man that's really all I use her for, I kick her out the door
I don't want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin' for some more
In New York my niggas don't Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
Blow a case, a nigga throwin' shots, I run 'em off they block

Chorus (x6):
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh