(Chorus)
Got a cupple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
That is bigger ticky Rickey
Got a cupple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
That is bigger ticky Rickey
Got a cupple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
That is bigger ticky Rickey
Got a cupple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
Godda, got a couple dollaz
That is bigger ticky Rickey
(Verse 1)
Meck mi test yo levels
Call it acque cheque
Spit lyrics you probably think mi nam the alphabet
Got the glacks and macks, that will stop yo breath
You a fake in the street not a vet
Wait a minute pu**y hole stick a bet
Si how quick you get smoke like cigarette
Because wi unify dem a get petrified
If a crime fi get step pon a genocide
So meck dem gwaan talk trip over dem fu*king hype
The sniper strap, only used big round
A weh the bwoy dem deh, dem a get big thump
Dem a pu**y fairy yeh, fraek done
Dem full a color like peac**k
Deserve six shot
Here some corn likkle foul eat that
Yo think mi give a rass bout yo feedback
Because yo get a couple dollar now yo think seh yo real hot
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2)
No time fi celebrate although wi get every cake
Pon the grine although the hour very late
Get a few shillings now yo think yo Ricky
You a pree mi, mi got yo gyal paw mi di–y
Grow alcatros, go lock down
Mi hear dem praying fi mi down fall pop down
You will never get the benefit
So yo sh-t
Well oil 38 never stick
Money paw mi mind night fall day break
Early birds get the worm so am up straight
Roll up, call mi Wiz Khalifa
But no refer, yeh iron hot heater
So red cross the way mi pull the blood bank
Jason Stratum, Teetz, so crank
Mack 11 leave you pon the ground cranking
You got a couple dollaz now yo think yo happening
(Repeat Chorus)
