[Intro: Drumma Boy & Young Dolph]
Drumma Boy
Ayee boy, ayee
Uhh-huh! Welcome
Drumma, what's poppin'? Yea..
Ayee boy
Let's go! Welcome!
Ayee

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
She got a fat ass but her attitude's shitty
Met her down in Texas but she say that she from Memphis
Addicted to pretty bitches with fake titties
4 racks on my bitch heels and bag but I ain't tripping
All swaved doses ain't they dope boy?
Welcome to the life of a Memphis dope boy
I cut my own check, invest my own budget
If you ain't a rich nigga you can't tell me nothing
[?] change your life in the garbage bag
Peewee niggas can't compare to me, they get body bag
Cash stunt your dollar signs' how we representing
Makin' easy money, welcome to my city

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Makin' easy money, welcome to my city
Where the youngest starvin', so we suppose to get it
Young niggas burnin' legal, and workin' with the plug
Some niggas straight up robbin' just don't give a fuck
Might catch a murder charge when you in my city
You gotta have heart you come to my city
You show them niggas love and you get extra bags
Real niggas on deck
Homie, that's a fact
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