BQB:
Aw yeah. What you gonna do?
Aw yeah. What you gonna do?
What you gonna do with your dolla forty-two?
Woke up in the morning, pulled my laptop out da sleeve.
Logged on to my bank account. Whoa! Do my eyes deceive?
Out of my throat, my heart did try to leave,
At the sight of some figures, so shiny and new
And wouldn’t you know it? They added up to a dolla forty two.
CHORUS:
A dolla forty two. A dolla forty two.
A man has got to hustle to grip that dollar forty-two.
BQB:
If you got a dollar and a half, some buster’s gonna want it.
So keep it in your pocket and you’d better well not flaunt it.
And sure you could feed the homeless and bring some happiness to the poor.
But I think I’d rather drive a new Bugatti through my garage door.
Cuz we all know some bitches love a man with a buck and some change.
So I’m gonna cruise the strip, on the hunt for some strange.
Ladies get excited, don’t know what they gonna do.
When they see a man got a wallet and inside there’s a dolla forty two.
CHORUS:
Dolla forty-two y’all. Dolla forty-two.
BQB:
2019. The year I clocked some green. Peace. I’m out.
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