What They Want Young Dolph
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[Chorus: Young Dolph]
What these bitches want from a nigga (Yeah)
If they ain't with me they against me fuck them niggas (For real)
I ain't got time for doing shit but counting skrilla
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I ain't got time to spend but I got cake to spend
My lil' bitch hate that shit she said she can't take this shit
I feel like I just hit the lotto, I'm smokin' on a Gelato
She hand me my pistol before I walked out of the house yeah that's my lil' rado
I only smoke nothing but fire, I pour up codeine to get higher
A million dollars later (what happened) I just told my plug I retire
I smoke a zip everyday, but I can't keep up with a lighter
I'm a shit talking Rolex wearing ass nigga like Ric Flair
A real dope boy that send packs all over the city everywhere
A fast car driving Dolce and Gabbana suit wearing ass nigga
Ol' five gram blunt smoking [?] now I'm smelling ass nigga
Lil' mama blowing me up she done had too much liquor
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
What these bitches want from a nigga (Yeah)
If they ain't with me they against me fuck them niggas (For real)
I ain't got time for doing shit but counting skrilla
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga (Yeah)
If they ain't with me they against me fuck them niggas (For real)
I ain't got time for doing shit but counting skrilla
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I ain't got time to spend but I got cake to spend
My lil' bitch hate that shit she said she can't take this shit
I feel like I just hit the lotto, I'm smokin' on a Gelato
She hand me my pistol before I walked out of the house yeah that's my lil' rado
I only smoke nothing but fire, I pour up codeine to get higher
A million dollars later (what happened) I just told my plug I retire
I smoke a zip everyday, but I can't keep up with a lighter
I'm a shit talking Rolex wearing ass nigga like Ric Flair
A real dope boy that send packs all over the city everywhere
A fast car driving Dolce and Gabbana suit wearing ass nigga
Ol' five gram blunt smoking [?] now I'm smelling ass nigga
Lil' mama blowing me up she done had too much liquor
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
What these bitches want from a nigga (Yeah)
If they ain't with me they against me fuck them niggas (For real)
I ain't got time for doing shit but counting skrilla
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want
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