Lyrics Boyce Avenue

Boyce Avenue

Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill)

High school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym

High school she was

That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym

Never thought she would come and work for the president

She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day

Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread

She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard

All he wanna know is (where my money at?)

She thought he'd call (where my money at?)

Cos' I'ma tell you like Wu told me

Cash rules everything around me

Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

Pimpin' got harder cos, hoes got smarter

On the strip is something they don't wanna be a part of

Rather be up in the club shakin' for a thug

For triple times the money and spending it how they wanna

They got they mind on they money, money on they mind

They got they finger on the trigger, hand on the nines

See everyday they feel the struggle, but staying on they grind

And ain't nobody takin' from us, and that's the bottom line

Cos' I'ma tell you like Wu told me

Cash rules everything around me

Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)