Dukki Boi and Slim-Dog - Throw Dem Dollaz

Mic check one two one two
It's the reality and it's whole totality
This your boy Slim Dog backed up by Dukki Boi
We are the Crescent City Boys
Westbank Uptown Downtown all around
Back of town even your town
We about to give it to you real give it to you raw
Some shit you never seen or saw Here we go
Fifty Grand on the ones on the twos giving you the blues
The hottest of the hottest news you heard me

Dance shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
Make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Make her
Holla
Make her
Dance
Make her
Shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Throw them dollars

Sitting in my section baddies surrounding me
Smelling like Aventus dripping hard from head to feet
My aura real appealing watch your wife around me
Pimping pay the bills I need my first Patek Philippe
Black cutie black nine black Lac black seats
You tell the truth in courtrooms I tell the truth on these beats
Credit A one like the sauce on my steak
Bank account got some digits like the code to my gate
She like the way I move
She like my get up and go
She let my kids do what they want
She let them play in her throat
I ain't going to say no more
Put some respect on my name
This shit I'm spitting is real show some respect to the game

Dance shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
Make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Make her
Holla
Make her
Dance
Make her
Shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
Make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Throw them dollars
Dance shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
Make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Make her
Holla
Make her
Dance
Make her
Shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
Make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Throw them dollars

Slid her number in my phone and said Dukk you better call
Staring at me hard like she on that Adderall
Fussing with her girl saying who going to get the meat
Both of y'all chill out let's get something to eat
I got a love Jones for a chick that get it on
Yes her money long because her hustle game strong
This ain't no game boy
We don't play Nintendo
Think you the only one
Who filling up extendo's
When that beat go
And that heat blow
Find out ain't no cheat code to the G code
When she deep throat I call that beastmode
Sex so hot feel like we caught a heatstroke
Yeah

Dance shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
Make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Make her
Holla
Make her
Dance
Make her
Shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Throw them dollars
Dance shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
Make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Make her
Holla
Make her
Dance
Make her
Shake
Make her
Dip
Make her
Wobble
Make her
Moan
make her
Laugh
Make her
Come
Throw them dollars

See I'm just trying to figure what your love language is
You know what I'm saying
I got a couple of dollars if you going to holla
I bet your love language is like mine You got to communicate
Because the way you jirate
You got me digging in my pockets
And they on fire like a bottle rocket you heard me
So what is that you really trying to do
Is you really trying to shake
You trying to wobble
What you trying to do
I'm just saying

Written by:
Donald Charles, Jeremy Charles

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