[Lyrics for Block Boyz – Dolla Afta Dolla]
Dolla afta Dolla (*3)
We in da club poppin bottles
Bottle afta Bottle (*3)
We get money..Dolla afta Dolla (*3)
We in da club..Bottle afta Bottle (*3) repeat *2
Now errtime you see me Im exclusive so they notice me, New era KC fitted like Im Jodeci, Black Locs on my eyes I aint even tryna see, I aint dipset but she dancing all ova me, Runnin thru the profit got me bout to blow my re up, 40 goons wit me in da back black teed up, we all got work so we all grind, We all eat good so we all shine yea this dat money look got me lookin good, Feelin like a million bucks I wish a nigga would, yea dis dat loud pack 600 a ounce, get from round me blowin dirt man ya need to bounce, I aint hatin on you gon do ya thang, we real Gs ova here we dont f*ck wit lames, throwin money in the air like we insane, get money first name last name
We in da club gwapd up if you wit me then holla, we dont need no cup cus we buyin all bottles, J Blizz Imma star like Jeremiah, and you know who we are Block Boyz on fire, Saint louis Muthaf*cka, you can tell by the attire, Stl fitted cap 26s on my tires, if you say a nigga broke youz a muthaf*ckin liar, Got dat work and dat boyd like off da wire, (yea, yea) like Jeezy imam amazing, way in da back wit dem real niggas blazin, got da club stankin hoes get da choosin, white boy wasted like my boy Gucci, layin in da money like my boy boosie, these broke hoes funny actin like groupies, In da club wit no funds walkin round moochin, I look right pass em and play dem hoes stooped
I stay on da money like a damm dolla currency, Bottle afta Bottle money gained off the greenery, Block boy Budda dope music amp the scenery, thirsty ass chickens tryna join fraternity, funnel down her throat now she chockin now she takin me, money power respect catch me were da money be, funnel down her throat now she chockin now she takin me, money power respect catch me were da money be