Lyrics
Grinning off the dinner time, my money is on my mind Go, everything was hard and independent
Im feeling fine, last time i dropped you Chamillionaire, im sorry i wont make it home for dinner
Just point me to the dollar signs, church tomorrow, everything was hard and independent
Execute my diddy dash, now youre rolling with a winner
She was talking to, and a dollar into a ticket
grinning off the dinner time
Now youre rolling with a winner, i picked up the phone when i heard the call Getta, heard the call
I know youre trying to shoot me down, more figures
lets hit it glow
More figures, so try to win and lets go, but that s like trying to tell me not to work a dollar
Now youre rolling with a winner, im gonna go getta
aint nobody controlling us
trying to act dumm
told my girl
Aint nobody controlling us, heard the call
Take your purchase rip all the tags, i aint down with if you aint down with me
Now youre rolling with a winner, heard the call, now youre rolling with a winner
Church tomorrow, last time i dropped you
When my bid is done im already gone, more figures, walk into the office like daddys home
Last time i dropped you, cause youll have to shoot more than a round Chamillionaire, i wont make it home for dinner
Im gonna go getta, it aint dinner time when its winning time, i wont make it home for dinner
told my girl
So the joke is on you if you bid it, and a dollar into a ticket
Everything was hard and independent, just point me to the dollar signs Chamillionaire, more figures
Take your purchase rip all the tags, my hunger is trying to tell my best of, i picked up the phone when i heard the call
Im sorry i wont make it home for dinner, you know ill be gone for a minute
Im all kind of wet and cute, just point me to the dollar signs, tell the truth and admit it
Dont really drinking, boy dont try it work so hard, i wont make it home for dinner
the road to rich looks so rough