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Young Dolph - Beep Beep lyrics

Artist: Young Dolph

album: Paper Route Frank


Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (Damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (Ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, Dolph, can I hit your blunt?
Ain't hoe (My bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (Geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (Beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (Ha)
I just ordered 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (Strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock'
Can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (Woo)
Heart of the streets like PJ Buddy
Ballin' just like Baby (Get your roll on)
Trappin' in Magnolia like Soulja Slim
The streets made me (You heard me)
No k of mud, I don't drink green
We only pour up purple (Wock' Wock')
Take lil' rainbow dude back to jail and give us C-Murda
Gettin' high like 36 but like ballin'
G, I might pimp your bitch (SpaceX)
Signed myself, ran up 40 million
A bitch can't do it like this (No)
I own all my masters and own all my whips
Excuse me, let me take a shit (Excuse me)
I like 'em slim and I'm thin, yeah
But they all like me 'cause I'm rich, yeah (Who? Me)
Real as get, yeah
She mine, so she forever lit, yeah
Taught her how to hold the stick (30)
Pour a four in the six (Dirty)
She on her phone, takin' pics (Uh)
Us and them don't mix (Nah)
Different type on different time
It's the Chrome Hearts with the Ricks
Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (Damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (Ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, Dolph, can I hit your blunt?
Ain't hoe (My bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (Geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (Beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (Ha)
I just ordered a 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (Strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock'
Can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (Woo)
Calibrate my scale
I stack them packs on packs on packs, though
First Maybach I got, I usually enter through the backdoor (Door)
And you know my style some gotta be rolled
I had that crack rolled
I remember me and Dolph had fantasy in crowd rolls
Runnin' up a check (Check)
Audemars, Baguette (Baguette)
You ain't rich unless you put your momma on a jet
(You talkin' shit now)
Okay, that's a bet (Okay)
Parked it in the street (Okay)
14 cars, man, you niggas too weak
Foreigns on the bando (Bando)
No light, just a candle (Mm)
Couple drinks, put her in the loop like a sample (Ooh)
Napkin on my lap, I'm squeezin' lemon on my lobster (Lobster)
I might sip some Wock' tonight, damn, I miss my partner
Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (Damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (Ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, Dolph, can I hit your blunt?
Ain't hoe (My bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (Geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign
I see a hater and honk my horn (Beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (Ha)
I just ordered a 50
They gon' be here in the mornin' (Strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock'
Can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (Woo)
Yeah

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