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Lamont Dinero - Dime Lyrics




I remember back then ian have a dime
To Serving out that Honda had to make a grind
This glacier on my wrist so bright it's time to shine
They say real is rare no wonder why I'm hard to find
F*ck making my bed I had to make my mind
Ian got no time for games I swear I did my time
The real ones held me down, the fake ones fell in line
They even turned they back on me when I was in a bind

Ayy
Turned they back on me when I was in a bind
Hey
Told my mama one day yeah I'm gonna shine
And when that one day come I shine I'm gone say F*ck em all
I feel like mj boi I was 23 i use to ball
Whoa
Ball on these haters
Get a whole lot of paper
Bad bitches wanna sex me
Yo hoe wanna text me
Pussy wet like a jet ski
So official like a referee, I had to wrap it up
Game over
Had to hit her with the cold shoulder
F*ck and flip her like a Motorola
Ian need her, I just leave her, now I'm preaching
Thank you Jesus
Golds all in my mouth I had to double up on them Jesus pieces
Ian got no time for demons
Balling hard nigga it's my season
Yeah yeah

I remember back then ian have a dime
To Serving out that Honda had to make a grind
This glacier on my wrist so bright it's time to shine
They say real is rare no wonder why I'm hard to find
F*ck making my bed I had to make my mind
Ian got no time for games I swear I did my time
The real ones held me down, the fake ones fell in line
They even turned they back on me when I was in a bind
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I remember back then ian have a dime
To Serving out that Honda had to make a grind
This glacier on my wrist so bright it's time to shine
They say real is rare no wonder why I'm hard to find
F*ck making my bed I had to make my mind
Ian got no time for games I swear I did my time
The real ones held me down, the fake ones fell in line
They even turned they back on me when I was in a bind

Ayy
Turned they back on me when I was in a bind
Hey
Told my mama one day yeah I'm gonna shine
And when that one day come I shine I'm gone say F*ck em all
I feel like mj boi I was 23 i use to ball
Whoa
Ball on these haters
Get a whole lot of paper
Bad bitches wanna sex me
Yo hoe wanna text me
Pussy wet like a jet ski
So official like a referee, I had to wrap it up
Game over
Had to hit her with the cold shoulder
F*ck and flip her like a Motorola
Ian need her, I just leave her, now I'm preaching
Thank you Jesus
Golds all in my mouth I had to double up on them Jesus pieces
Ian got no time for demons
Balling hard nigga it's my season
Yeah yeah

I remember back then ian have a dime
To Serving out that Honda had to make a grind
This glacier on my wrist so bright it's time to shine
They say real is rare no wonder why I'm hard to find
F*ck making my bed I had to make my mind
Ian got no time for games I swear I did my time
The real ones held me down, the fake ones fell in line
They even turned they back on me when I was in a bind
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Writer: JOSE ROBERTO C MATERA, FRANCISCO JAVIER O FOSCHI, JUAN CAMILO B DAVILA, JOHANN TURBAY DACCARETT, ELIUTH ENRIQUE MARTINEZ
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave


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