Lyrics 80 Dime Bagz [Boomin' Like Alicia Keys] (feat. Black Kray & Ethelwulf) - Black Kray , Chris Travis

Bitch hit me up, told me that I roll shit
I hit her back and said "Bitch you better lick the dick"
Ridin', ridin' round town, ain't got shit to do
My dick was hella soft, I nutted on her Gucci shoes

80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 bitches, coke whores, sniffing hella keys
I ain't trippy but my nigga be on LSD
Red eyes, gold teeth, tell me that ain't steez

Pull up on a college bitch and take her to Mickey D's
Numba' 8, large fries, dolla' sweet tea
Gold hair, gold chain just like Ice-T
Food on my black frames then I hit the treez

Hit the reefer, my girlfriend look like Queen Latifah
In the '80s, I'm a fucking 90's baby
Try to jack my fuckin' steez, bitch you must be crazy
I'm a lazy ass nigga when I beat my dick

80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffin' dirty keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffin' dirty keys

Bitches on my dick 'cause they know I got the lean
Black Kray and Chris Travis, bitch that's hella steez
Got my nigga Ethelwulf rolling up the green
Got my fingers all sticky stirrin' up that pink

"Nigga what's in yo' cup?" What the fuck you think?
Got his bitch on my dick askin' for a drink
And fuck you posin' ass niggas always tryna scheme
Hoe, this how we live, nigga, what the fuck you mean?

Shake Junt, Shake Junt when I'm on the scene
Drink might be purple or it might be green
I'on really give a fuck 'bout what you niggas think
Just leave me alone before I get that beam

I'm 'bout fucking bitches and illegal things
Me and my niggas, we be chillin', playin' Saints Row 3
Shake Junt, Shake Junt, what the fuck you mean?
Shake Junt, Shake Junt, bitch we 'bout that green

80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffin' dirty keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffin' dirty keys
(Sniffin' dirty keys, sniffin' dirty keys)

We all up in the party hella hard, we got the bars
The bitches fiendin' and they all wanna be pornstars
I took her to the car 'cause I didn't park far
We hit the store to re-up on tips and to get 'gars

And now she fallin' hard, tryna' fuck me in the car
She high as fuck, she do not know where the fuck we are
My fingers got the scars, dime bags selling hard
I'm in the melting servin' 'cause the sacks selling far

And niggas know about it 'cause its thrax to the tar
We smoking where we are, windowin' out of the stars
I'm banging shit hella' hard, 80 sacks for the calls
And I should get an applause for the way I get her drawls

And I ain't even tryna throw no salt up on yo' seasonin'
But boy I be the reason yo' bitch is always creepin'
So next time she tell ya' not tonight she feelin' sleepy
You should take a listen to my bedroom squeakin', bitch

80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffin' dirty keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bags, boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffin' dirty keys

(Sniffin' dirty keys, sniffin' dirty-)