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I Need Dat!!
Hip-Hop/Rap
I Need Dat!! was released on June 29, 2026 by Splacho Llc as a part of the album I Need Dat!! - Single
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Release DateJune 29, 2026
LabelSplacho Llc
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM62

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Splacho Dezzy
Splacho Dezzy
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Desmone Derel Dickerson
Desmone Derel Dickerson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Splacho Dezzy
Splacho Dezzy
Engineer

Lyrics

I need a hundred dollar bill
Can't keep on this low
Chasing all my luck
Down these streets I know
Bills on the table
And the night's moving slow
Gimme that hundred dollar bill
Watch my worries go
Money, money, money, chicken scratch
Boy, I need that
Gula, pesos, racks
Boy, I'm back
Where that cheese at
Know I'm bout my stacks
Big ol' sacks
Where that weed at
All I want is cash
Big ol' bag
Bitch, believe that
You can kiss my ass if you don't
Bitch, you getting everything that I want
Boy, I'm doing everything that you can't
Yeah, I'm really everything that you thunk
My bankroll, that's the stunt
I love mines up front
I prefer you paying full
But I'll take mine in chunks
Damn, if you don't, shit can end badly
I know how to get it
Boy, I've been savvy
In love with the money
Boy, I mean madly
Get dug it ain't funny
More like tragic
Bands pop out like peek-a-boo
Money balled up, bitch, Pikachu
Got a handful, act a damn fool
I'm finna ball out like sneakers do
They acting like they got a choice
Don't make me take mine by force
Been late too many times
I can hear excuse in your voice
I need mine, of course
You need time, you tripping
I gave you my terms
Don't give a fuck about your condition
And that's funny
Cause I kinda do
I need you out here doing what it do
And giving me my money
But now I feel like you playing with me
Naw, naw, naw, ain't no wait
What, like I been doing
Nah, we past that
Money, money, money, chicken scratch
Boy, I need that
Gula, pesos, racks
Boy, I'm back where that cheese at
Know I'm about my stacks
Big ol' sacks, where that weed at
All I want is cash
Big ol' bag, bitch, believe that
I be kind with the money
But don't think I ain't cut throat
I be, yeah, I got you with the money
But don't think I can't say no
I mean old money, but it's still here
My currency retro
This pack blow funny, let's be clear
I don't play about my petro
Gas all out, what you call it
Pressure, I need that
Cash right now, bow, bow
Boy, believe that
Shit, don't take this personal
And don't fuck up the business, bitch
Practice what you preach
Something just like religion, bitch
Cut short change, get you short range
No doubt about it, it's a sure thing
That long money keep me awake
That loan money bring me yo way
I tell you, it's iight
Knowing everything won't be okay
I like my money straight DOA
Don't fuck around, this might be your day
See, that's still crazy, though
Cause if you gone, I still need my money
What, you got a better idea
Cause I don't
Money, money, money, chicken scratch
Boy, I need that
Gula, pesos, racks
Boy, I'm back, where that cheese at
Know I'm bout my stacks
Big ol' sacks, where that weed at
All I want is cash
Big ol' bag, bitch, believe that
Money, money, money, chicken scratch
Boy, I need that
Gula, pesos, racks
Boy, I'm back, where that cheese at
Know I'm bout my stacks
Big ol' sacks, where that weed at
All I want is cash
Big ol' bag, bitch, believe that
Written by: Desmone Derel Dickerson
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