Hot Boy Young Dolph
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More passed then the floor (trap)
Pull up at the spot, we call that shit the golf course (yah)
All my dawgs icy, call up the rock boys (ay)
Dolph he wasn't shit but a Castalia hot boy (damn)
All these whips they fill up a whole parking lot boy (uh)
Ball with my niggas, bitches ain’t got nothing for (sorry)
Best friend scream he love you, but how is that when he ain't loyal (fuck em)
Pull up at the spot, we call that shit the golf course (yah)
All my dawgs icy, call up the rock boys (ay)
Dolph he wasn't shit but a Castalia hot boy (damn)
All these whips they fill up a whole parking lot boy (uh)
Ball with my niggas, bitches ain’t got nothing for (sorry)
Best friend scream he love you, but how is that when he ain't loyal (fuck em)
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