Lyrics

He got that D-boy money He got that D-boy money He got that D-boy money He got that D-boy money Cali love, Daz Dillinger I'm wild on the beat, boy, come and get you Some green in my lungs, we go heavy on the kush VIP, waiters non-stop with the killer's shot Real wounded, long skirts, tight pants, what a view Tired of my old bitch, might just get me something new One night with a pimp, no strings Bitch of my dreams and a big cabaline With D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money D-boy money and you close it on a black top My niggers in the cope town, closing on a shop Italy, take a break, put that shit with my brick See, I made it to the club, you go hit me a bitch And she all in my pocket trying to see if I'm rich And I'm standing steady balling while I'm all in the bitch And I'm getting, getting, getting, getting all type of shit You motherfucking bad bitch standing on my shit He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money Up in that D-boy money, yeah, I'm selling it bad My niggers in the bizz up with a more flat rat I smoke strait blunts you know I smoke no sats If nigga got a problem, chop 'em, busting on their ass Got mind on my money, money on my mind You nigga cropping that ball on that D-boy grind While you're getting there stop and they try to hate you You know we getting cash, we flip a lot away He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money He got that D-boy money We want that D-boy money