5000 Ones

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Sauce Walka - Rap, Dirty South

5000 Ones

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[Chorus] Five thousand ones from strippers She threw money at my pimp and I Ain't never had to tip her Trackhawk got wings on it, it go Faster than a missile By the time you hear that brr, bird Done already hit you Yeah, I'm standing on an issue I've been shitting on these ****, damn Near running out of tissue Throw a body on a bitch like she got a Dirty pistol Girl, I'll send you to Dior today, but I Ain't flying with you Sauce done made so many millions Off of upgrading strippers [Verse 1] Balling so hard in LA, I thought I'd Play for the Clippers Pints on pints on pints on pints, we State to state with the Zippers This big Louis coat I bought was 7k For the zipper Watch me fuck a rap bitch, make her Do thе song and diss ya We outside with the militia, buy Thirteen Nintеndo switches My neck Jason Waterfall, I hop out Left Eye and Chilli Seen me dropping out in Philly Sipping syrup next to Gillie All these snow bunnies 'round me Thought I was a hillbilly [Chorus] Five thousand ones from strippers She threw money at my pimp and I Ain't never had to tip her Trackhawk got wings on it, it go Faster than a missile By the time you hear that brr, bird Done already hit you Yeah, I'm standing on an issue I've been shitting on these ****, damn Near running out of tissue Throw a body on a bitch like she got a Dirty pistol Girl, I'll send you to Dior today, but I Ain't flying with you Sauce done made so many millions Off of upgrading strippers [Verse 2] Walk up in this bitch, Mannie Fresh Spending cash money Try to crash, you gon' fail the test like The last dummy She Balenciaga'd cross the chest I'ma splash honey Booty like a pillow, let me rest on that Ass, honey [Chorus] Five thousand ones from strippers She threw money at my pimp and I Ain't never had to tip her Trackhawk got wings on it, it go Faster than a missile By the time you hear that brr, bird Done already hit you Yeah, I'm standing on an issue I've been shitting on these ****, damn Near running out of tissue Throw a body on a bitch like she got a Dirty pistol Girl, I'll send you to Dior today, but I Ain't flying with you Sauce done made so many millions Off of upgrading strippers

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Credits

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  • Sauce Walka
  • DJ Tureel