Now let me tell you punk ass
Bitches bout a Pimp named C
I ain't paying for the pussy
And my dick ain't free
If you wanna ride Benz
And sit on the leather
Then you gon have to get some
Chips and get your paper together
Bitches in the club and
They poppin that thang
Take it off, bitch bend over, let it hang
They showing off the pussy
Cause they know I'm rich
Hoe asking for some money
It's in pockets lil bitch

Where Dem Dollas At? In my pocket lil bitch

I know you looking for them dollars
But you better keep on lookin
Cause I ain't giving no bread if
You ain't giving no pussy
Got a pocket full of dollars
I'm flashing for you haters
Got a golden chroam Impala with
Some 20 inch daytona
Want my dick sucked, my clique sucked
I want the whole wap
I been local for a minute
But I'm strolling to the top
And if you a bad bitch
You can get some cash quick but if you not
You might as well let me beat
It up till it fart

Where Dem Dollas At? In my pocket lil bitch

Say keep away from my billfolds
A move like that is real bold
But Bun B still cold, jumpin up in Trill Mode
Broads wanna meditate
Playas like me hesitate i'm talkin bout 0's
She tryna talk up a better rate
We don't go for none of that, none of that
We the quarterback
Yall gon be the running back
That's the game we running rat
Stacking paper on the block it ain't no thang
I got the change
But bitch it's staying in my pocket

Where Dem Dollas At? In my pocket lil bitch

I see you looking for them dollars
Cause you see my gold chains
I be fuckin supermodels
So I know you hoes game
And niggas they be hatin since
I got some money
Is that your cell phone in your pocket?
Fuck no that's them hundreds
Go to clubs with my thugs, we be actin
Only got 2 slugs cause I done
Saved the rest for platinum
And now I'm down in Texas
With Pimp C i'm stacking green
If you want some bread bitch
You best be in a magazine
It's in my fuckin pockets, nigga

Where Dem Dollas At? In my pocket lil bitch

Bitch i got diamonds and gold
And i ain't lovin these hoes
I got a 2000 cadillac on
Them swangers and fours
We got the chronic we need so
Man let's pour up a four
We picking up 20 thousand bitch where
We come for the show
Blowing big ass swishers so nigga
Fuck out the most
I like the bitch getting freaky and
Suck my dick on the floor
You bitch say that you body high
I ain't believing that shit
You wanna know where my dollars at
I'm my pocket lil bitch

Where Dem Dollas At? In my pocket lil bitch

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, CHAD L. BUTLER, TORENCE HATCH