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Dime, Quarter, Nickel, Penny

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[Skinny DeVille]
I broke a dollar down the gutter (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel
Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the bitch triple
Game simple, ya here today, tomorrow ya ain`t
Now who the hell gon` save it right
That ain`t gon` change the way you think
I took a buck fifty, ballin on a budget, bought a Dutch
Quickly spilled it and I stuffed it with that chunky from Kentucky
Man that blunt did it, sour then McDonald`s make the world pick
(If any nigga got it) Shit Skinny finna get it
(Get it) While it`s gettin good and hold it for a minute
Let that shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it when it`s finished
(We gon` drop it when it`s finished) for some dollars and some pennies
Like a dime relentless, Nappy niggaz all about the Benji`s
(Benji?) Not the dog naw, we`re talkin bout the dead prez
Slaw, with the hog mall, chicken wing and fed bread
Dough like the cash flow, finna keep my fo-cus
Spinnin like a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit
(Spinnin like a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit?)
Boy yeain`t know that money make the world go
Hustle up them pennies, now full force real slow

[Chorus]
[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
[Skinny] Damn, ain`t it funny how we all about the Benji`s?
[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
[Scales] Won`t you give me a dollar since ya got so many
[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
[Skinny] Damn, ain`t it funny how we all about the Benji`s?
[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
[Scales] Won`t you give me a dollar since ya got so many

[B. Stille]
(Whatchu want man?)
(?) said a hundred for that
Super happiness, a blunt and a sack
Who could we feel like this, I don`t need no crack
Weed smoke comin out the front of the `Lac (chrome)
Gun in the lap and a gun in the back
Come to realize we was goin that fast
I blink my eyes, follow runnin my tags (get out the car)
Next time I travel somewhere dirty I`ma come in a cab

[Scales]
I can`t knock all the rocks you rock
How I`ma cop all them yachts ya got?
You get props on the bop-she-bop
Let`s keep it all the way Nappy, when you hot you HOT!
Burn up a dime, sell a nickel at the corner
Throw a penny in the jukebox, damn it`s outta order
Spinnin air, fumes blowin, silver spoons (Rick Shroeder)
The dollar value gets shorter as you get older
Hey come here for a minute
Don`t tell nobody I told you but uh...
The dollar value gets shorter as you get older

[Chorus]

[R. Prophit]
Aww, y`all boys done up and done it, spun it, flaunt it
Jump my motorbike doin about a hundred, one gun and I`m blunted
Everybody fend for they self - they tell me strong-arm
while it`s only ten on the shelf (watch out! watch out!)
Like this, Galloping Ghost flow ferocious
Break down bones like osteoperosis (ohh!)
Prophit`s in a coma, back stuffed with explosives
Postage to the White House, fuck all that bullshit
It`s kinda funny, everybody love money to death
Not that, 3% control America`s wealth
Need some help? Look at yourself, sure ya do
Y`all feel like "fuck the world?" me too
(?), can`t get rich being complacent
Know ya gotta rebel when ya can`t make a payment
Water like ice cubes for big faces
Face it, we`re livin with racists, outrageous
Wild, host-ile, shake up stages, contagious
Young baby don`t have patience, what my name is?
R. Prophit (yes sir?) sing the cadence

[Chorus]

Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...

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