[Intro]
(Izze The Producer)
Yeah
Ayy, who was that?
Oh, that nigga there must think he somebody special or somethin'
(Ayy)
[Chorus]
I just stacked that dough up (Haha)
I just stacked that dough up (Ayy, who was that?)
Dolph walk in the building, then it's time to put your ho up (It's Dolph)
Promethazine, we pour up (Actavis)
Gasoline, I roll up (Strong)
When I walk in the spot, watch the whole club go up (Woo)
That lil' nigga, he special, yeah
That lil' nigga, he special, uh
That lil' nigga, he special, damn
Bad bitches all in my section, yeah
That lil' nigga, he special, uh
That lil' nigga, he special, yeah
That lil' nigga, he special, damn
Bad bitches all in my section, uh
[Verse 1]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, lean in my Coca-Cola
Wrist cold like Minnesota
Smokin' on that California
Dice gang, high roller, bitches say he bipolar
When I say I'm rollin' dice, I'm talkin' 'bout fifty overnight (Brrt)
I use my trap phone for my alarm clock (Hello?)
Millionaire, but I still might fuck a thot (Damn), hah
Do she love me? (Do she love me?), or do she not? (Fuck that bitch)
But I don't really care because I love my guap (Gualla, gualla)
Heard they lookin' for me, I pull up in that drop (Skrrt), hah
Soon as that girl see me, made her panties drop (It's Dolph)
I don't discuss money unless we talkin' 'bout a lot (Lot of it)
Rockstar, I party hard, smoke out on the yacht (Hey, hey)
(Izze The Producer)
Yeah
Ayy, who was that?
Oh, that nigga there must think he somebody special or somethin'
(Ayy)
[Chorus]
I just stacked that dough up (Haha)
I just stacked that dough up (Ayy, who was that?)
Dolph walk in the building, then it's time to put your ho up (It's Dolph)
Promethazine, we pour up (Actavis)
Gasoline, I roll up (Strong)
When I walk in the spot, watch the whole club go up (Woo)
That lil' nigga, he special, yeah
That lil' nigga, he special, uh
That lil' nigga, he special, damn
Bad bitches all in my section, yeah
That lil' nigga, he special, uh
That lil' nigga, he special, yeah
That lil' nigga, he special, damn
Bad bitches all in my section, uh
[Verse 1]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, lean in my Coca-Cola
Wrist cold like Minnesota
Smokin' on that California
Dice gang, high roller, bitches say he bipolar
When I say I'm rollin' dice, I'm talkin' 'bout fifty overnight (Brrt)
I use my trap phone for my alarm clock (Hello?)
Millionaire, but I still might fuck a thot (Damn), hah
Do she love me? (Do she love me?), or do she not? (Fuck that bitch)
But I don't really care because I love my guap (Gualla, gualla)
Heard they lookin' for me, I pull up in that drop (Skrrt), hah
Soon as that girl see me, made her panties drop (It's Dolph)
I don't discuss money unless we talkin' 'bout a lot (Lot of it)
Rockstar, I party hard, smoke out on the yacht (Hey, hey)
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