Hashtag Young Dolph
"Hashtag" by Young Dolph, released in 2017, is a #HipHop track that showcases themes of success, resilience, and street life. The lyrics emphasize self-made wealth and authenticity in the face of adversity. Musically, it features catchy hooks and a bass-heavy beat, reflecting Dolph's signature style. The song resonates with fans for its motivational message and has contributed to Dolph's influence in contemporary rap culture.
[Intro]
It's over wit' for 'em
(Sosa808)
Lil' boy business over there
Paper Route business over here
Ha, yeah
[Chorus]
Bad bitch, bougie and she ratchet (Yeah, yeah)
Something like a pimp, just like my daddy (Yah)
Smoking weed and shopping sprees, my bad habits (Yah)
Dior the bucket hat and Cartier the glasses (Uh-huh)
Every day, I come out fresh as fuck, hashtag (For real though)
Got more artillery in South Memphis than in Baghdad (For real though)
Yeah, I do the most, that's why you mad, mad (Yeah, yeah)
M's on top of M's, I'm getting bags, bags (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, I been going crazy, crazy, been telling mе slow down lately (Slow down)
On the E-way doing one-еighty, and still can't believe I made it (Yeah)
Whatever I want, I take it (Yeah)
Invited your bitch to dinner, then called her back, told her that I can't make it (Sorry)
But she gon' still pull up and fuck me crazy 'cause that's my baby (Yeah)
But last night she was just texting me talking 'bout she hate me (What?)
Machine guns all around my house, I grew up on Dick Tracy (Ugh)
P's of strong just to roll up, I smoke like I'm Jamaican (What's that?)
VS1 rocks in my ears and they all in my bracelet (Whew)
My lil' boy wear Rolex, my daughter wear a diamond anklet
Having this shit die come (For real though)
Having paper don't feel like nothing when your dawgs don't got none
That shit, that's what I got on (Uh-ugh)
It's over wit' for 'em
(Sosa808)
Lil' boy business over there
Paper Route business over here
Ha, yeah
[Chorus]
Bad bitch, bougie and she ratchet (Yeah, yeah)
Something like a pimp, just like my daddy (Yah)
Smoking weed and shopping sprees, my bad habits (Yah)
Dior the bucket hat and Cartier the glasses (Uh-huh)
Every day, I come out fresh as fuck, hashtag (For real though)
Got more artillery in South Memphis than in Baghdad (For real though)
Yeah, I do the most, that's why you mad, mad (Yeah, yeah)
M's on top of M's, I'm getting bags, bags (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, I been going crazy, crazy, been telling mе slow down lately (Slow down)
On the E-way doing one-еighty, and still can't believe I made it (Yeah)
Whatever I want, I take it (Yeah)
Invited your bitch to dinner, then called her back, told her that I can't make it (Sorry)
But she gon' still pull up and fuck me crazy 'cause that's my baby (Yeah)
But last night she was just texting me talking 'bout she hate me (What?)
Machine guns all around my house, I grew up on Dick Tracy (Ugh)
P's of strong just to roll up, I smoke like I'm Jamaican (What's that?)
VS1 rocks in my ears and they all in my bracelet (Whew)
My lil' boy wear Rolex, my daughter wear a diamond anklet
Having this shit die come (For real though)
Having paper don't feel like nothing when your dawgs don't got none
That shit, that's what I got on (Uh-ugh)
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