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Where the money
Dance like a strip-
Dance like a stripper
Yeah, they talkin' 'bout we ain't got them muthafuckin bags boys
While we drippin' and draped up
Ya understand me
I'll run and get my bitch some money

Chorus
Where them dollars at Dollars
Where them ballers at Ballers
Where them callers at Callers
Yeah, yeah
Fuck a dollar bill Fuck it
Where them hundreds at Hundreds
Blow it like a fan Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Where them dollars at Whoa
Where them ballers at Whoa
Where them callers at Whoa
Yeah, yeah
Fuck a dollar bill Oh
Where them hundreds at Oh
Blow it like a fan Oh

Bridge
Dance- Dance like a stripper, dance like a stripper
Keep ya hands off if you ain't tippin' Hold back
Please don't touch if you ain't tippin'
Keep ya hands off if you ain't tippin'

Verse 1
He say he love me when I'm drunk 'cause I get freaky off the liquor Oh
I'm rollin' up the 'Woods like I'm allergic to the Swishers Yup
A bitch was tryna hate, I saw her drive off in a pick up Haha
Ya nigga only see me on the weekend like I'm SZA That's it
Yeah, I need my bread upfront Slow down
I spend a hundred like ones Yeah
Ain't no broke bitch in my section Oh
Do 'em like Kobe, no passin' Oh
Hood, but he say its sexy Yeah
Threw so much cash, she got up
Said, Dreezy you a blessing Ain't that a ho
I just keep on pourin' liquor
And I'm VIP'n, ignoring niggas Yeah
All my bitches with me rollin'
Got more smoke than all them niggas Yeah
Doors flippin', foreign whippin' Skrt-cha
Whole life had to go and get it Yeah
Get you checked you tried to stunt
I got three five in my blunt Who want smoke

Chorus
Where them dollars at Dollars
Where them ballers at Ballers
Where them callers at Callers
Yeah, yeah
Fuck a dollar bill Fuck it
Where them hundreds at Hundreds
Blow it like a fan Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Where them dollars at Whoa
Where them ballers at Whoa
Where them callers at Whoa
Yeah, yeah
Fuck a dollar bill Oh
Where them hundreds at Oh
Blow it like a fan Oh

Bridge
Dance- Dance like a stripper, dance like a stripper
Keep ya hands off if you ain't tippin' Hold back
Please don't touch if you ain't tippin'
Keep ya hands off if you ain't tippin'

Verse 2
Yeah, got a money bag Bag
I'ma go and get that sack and I'ma run it back I'ma run it back
Pull up with some bad bitches, probably brought a hundred racks Yeah
Niggas try to touch, we on yo' ass, it ain't none of that No sir
Yeah, paper on me, Jansport
Pull up in a Transporter Skrt
Bitches, they don't like me
'Cause I think that I'm so damn important Ha
Red light, no camcorder
Put you niggas in order Yeah
Fine, I'm from the Chi but
Gotta peach like I'm in Atlanta, Georgia Bet
Outside like bubblegum
And the insides like Peppermint Right
Louie V with my Vetement
And my bezel lookin like two tens Drip
Dope girl like I'm sellin it
Send 'em off like I'm mailin it
Need Hennessey and my section lit
When I leave, countin' up presidents

Chorus
Where them dollars at Dollars
Where them ballers at Ballers
Where them callers at Callers
Yeah, yeah
Fuck a dollar bill Fuck it
Where them hundreds at Hundreds
Blow it like a fan Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Where them dollars at Whoa
Where them ballers at Whoa
Where them callers at Whoa
Yeah, yeah
Fuck a dollar bill Oh
Where them hundreds at Oh
Blow it like a fan Oh

Bridge
Dance- Dance like a stripper, dance like a stripper
Keep ya hands off if you ain't tippin' Hold back
Please don't touch if you ain't tippin'
Keep ya hands off if you ain't tippin'