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Divas & Dimes

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Troy Ave - Divas & Dimes Lyrics


Uh Huh!Yeah!It's too many divasAnd not enough dimesIf it ain't about moneyThen I ain't got timeEven though I got a RollieAnd chopard with the fishFuck these ho'sI'm Going hard with the BricksMan it's one in the headAnd sixteen in the clipYou fuck with my breadYou getting seen nigga RIPHand to the sky, niggas know how I give it upCoke I supply for the benz and big truckTryna get a crib in a name of my bitchHad thirty percent cash but her credit wasn't shitShe ain't helpin' and she hurtin' had to leave her aloneFuck SUNY mae I don't need that loanLeft moms duke crib and found my own spotSwitched cars switched bone's shit was so hotI remember holy dog he was followed by the fed'sIn an unmarked car about to pick up his kidsI'm like damn homie who the fucks a snitch?We sell weight to weightmanAin't non of them getting hitParanoid thoughts running through my head about grimesTryna figure what they know certain shit I'm dyingWith a needle in my arm if a blow droughtLife ain't fair and I've been living so foulAin't no raps and plus I had to know howTo get this coke and move it like a snow Plow (Plaowww)And time in peace I'm prepared for warLooking at my time piece I'm prepared for moreGot a mavado a cartier and a rolexMight buy a audemar maybe the hublot nextEveryday in the streets they telling me you goin' blow nextSelling yay' in the street's to felons you nigga's bow-flexI gave a whole another meaning to putting work outDistribute the work evenly till my work's outSome nigga's ain't built really don't ever work outStrong arm robberies turn them nigga's to church routeNow the lord with 'em God forbid the law get'emHe going testify on the stand and bring us all with himDamn, victimizer's become the victim'sNigga either way it ain't rightIt's like counting it with the baggie you ain't weighting it rightAin't no trying to make a point once I say it ain't rightI'm dealing pound in perico green and white bills for itBought more birds then popeyes and that cooking bitchLiterally through my whip window here you go buy new rolls time to roll minor pole get this doughWhen your bread up bitches get ahead upAnd I've been getting so much head it's like a setupWhen nigga's get they drop you get shot from the neck upFucking around with dots all your knots going be separateMothafucka!

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