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Nickles & Dimes Video (MV)




Performed By: Matt Carbon
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Matthew Carbon
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Matt Carbon - Nickles & Dimes Lyrics
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Yeah
Ah
Aye
Okay, yeah
Nigga, flex some, you bigger, uh, just tryna count my figures
I ain't got cash to show, came from dimes and nickels
I'm tryna reach the stars so, I can't let up for a little
Never forget what I've been through, give me a shot of the liquor
I got some shit, you ain't ready
I got the shit, I'm ready for life
Ain't got no bitch, my feelings ain't right
I got her line, still pull up tonight
I take a peek at her, turn her around, tell her she got it
When we make sounds, yeah she got it
When tourin' through town, yea we got it
No ain't with the gossiping
I came from the bottom, I came from a place where them niggas don't ask for shit
Niggas just take, won't let you be great, no, can't be no pacifist
Don't care if y'all mad and shit, I put a foot up they ass
My bro got a stick in the bag, my bro got the stick in the bag
Bitch, and with the baddest bitch
My bro with the fashion shit
Just call me young majesty
'Cause we tryna get cash
I'm kicking shit with my foot on the gas
If you just listen, you can hear the passion
Nigga, flex some, you bigger, uh, just tryna count my figures
I ain't got cash to show, came from dimes and nickels
I'm tryna reach the stars so, I can't let up for a little
Never forget what I've been through, give me a shot of the liquor
I got some shit, you ain't ready
I got the shit, I'm ready for life
Ain't got no bitch, my feelings ain't right
I got her line, still pull up tonight
I take a peek at her, turn her around, tell her she got it
When we make sounds, yeah she got it
When tourin' through town, yea we got it
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English

Yeah
Ah
Aye
Okay, yeah
Nigga, flex some, you bigger, uh, just tryna count my figures
I ain't got cash to show, came from dimes and nickels
I'm tryna reach the stars so, I can't let up for a little
Never forget what I've been through, give me a shot of the liquor
I got some shit, you ain't ready
I got the shit, I'm ready for life
Ain't got no bitch, my feelings ain't right
I got her line, still pull up tonight
I take a peek at her, turn her around, tell her she got it
When we make sounds, yeah she got it
When tourin' through town, yea we got it
No ain't with the gossiping
I came from the bottom, I came from a place where them niggas don't ask for shit
Niggas just take, won't let you be great, no, can't be no pacifist
Don't care if y'all mad and shit, I put a foot up they ass
My bro got a stick in the bag, my bro got the stick in the bag
Bitch, and with the baddest bitch
My bro with the fashion shit
Just call me young majesty
'Cause we tryna get cash
I'm kicking shit with my foot on the gas
If you just listen, you can hear the passion
Nigga, flex some, you bigger, uh, just tryna count my figures
I ain't got cash to show, came from dimes and nickels
I'm tryna reach the stars so, I can't let up for a little
Never forget what I've been through, give me a shot of the liquor
I got some shit, you ain't ready
I got the shit, I'm ready for life
Ain't got no bitch, my feelings ain't right
I got her line, still pull up tonight
I take a peek at her, turn her around, tell her she got it
When we make sounds, yeah she got it
When tourin' through town, yea we got it
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Writer: Matthew Carbon
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