Rex Dolce

(Intro)

I Just want the dough,
I dont do that no,
Oh yea,

(Chorus)

Yea,
I want the money,
I want the women, 
I like my options,
I don't do simpin'
I want it I get it,
The racks always spendin'
I need to pull off in Bentleys,
Buy my momma some Fendi,
I need a bed full of hoes,
I need a check full of O's,
A neck full of gold like Mr.T
Mr.T, Mr.T, like Mr.T,
And I got the pills,
She got the weed,
My bro got the lean,
She wan see me on the TV,
She like what she see,
A wrist full of gold like Mr.T,

(Verse)

Ima pull up in a hot drop top,
Yo niggas hate and yo bitch give top,
I need a Roley cause it don't tick tock,
I got four jobs my grind no stop,
Mr.T, I got these pretty bitches over me,
I just fucked two bad hoes in a row and i'm looking for a 3-peat,
And you know a nigga shine so hard,
Bout to come to your town and shine hard, you gone see me,
Young nigga straight from the dirty south,
My niggas pull up and air it out,
My niggas come thru and,
They flock to the section cause we not them other niggas,
Tonight I can prolly fuck a dozen bitches,
Last night I was fuckin with some other bitches,
Had em in the kitchen,
Did some evil shit I hope the lord forgive em'
Did a lot of flippin,
If I make it only Gods decision,
I was broke but now I want the money,
Yea,

(Chorus)

I want the money,
I want the women, 
I like my options,
I don't do simpin'
I want it I get it,
The racks always spendin'
I need to pull off in Bentleys,
Buy my momma some Fendi,
I need a bed full of hoes,
I need a check full of O's,
A neck full of gold like Mr.T
Mr.T, Mr.T, like Mr.T,
And I got the pills, 
She got the weed,
My bro got the lean,
She wan see me on the TV,
She like what she see,
A wrist full of gold like Mr.T,

(Bridge)

Ohhhh yea, oh yea,
Ohhhh yea, oh yea

(2nd Verse)

I got a gold watch a gold chain, 
Tryna get a gold plaque, a gold Range,
Tryna hit the jackpot, some more change,
Got a lot of new money old ways,
A lot of new money, old ways,
My dawgs never switch they never change,
And you know we all had to struggle,
Buy these niggas hella chains for all the pain,
Buy the fam hella whips, for every time we had to work like a slave,
I told my momma she aint gotta work again,
I told you we were gonna see better days,
gah'damn man I just want a bad bitch,
Everybody here wanna be mad rich,
Thats why I wear gold on my teeth for the times when a nigga never had shit,
I was out here living so wrong now,
I just get the dough, I just need the dough,
Pockets full of dough, everything is gold.