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Death Row by Young Dolph
[Intro]
Let the BandPlay (Let the BandPlay, Let the BandPlay)
Six trucks, two drop tops, three coupes
Two four doors, three old schools
Hmm, and a whole lotta other sh*t I can’t think of right now
‘Cause I’m high as f**k, PaperRoute [?]
[Chorus]
Big boss, CEO, on that Suge sh*t (Let’s go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that Snoop sh*t
On that Dr. Dre sh*t, I’m still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out ‘lone, on that Pac sh*t
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I’m on that clock sh*t (For real though)
I’m aimin’ for your top, b**ch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, b**ch
She ask how much cost [?] my coupe, that’s a lot b**ch (Uh)
Got some choppers, got a plug, then I got rich (For real though)
Cashed out on three Lamborghinis, just to pop sh*t (For real though)
I brought the millions to the circle, nigga mob sh*t (Ayy, ayy)
I pray to God my son don’t get cursed for some sh*t I did (Please)
I hit ’em in the chest and tell ’em that the world his
I put it all on the line, ’cause I’m a gamblin’ nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Trip off my brother, motherf**kin’ phantom lil’ nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I can’t have this b**ch, she let her phone stay dead for three days (Damn)
I just poured a eight of wock’ wock’, the picture coolin’ (Woo)
My barber get a hundo, everytime I get a new fade
Blue Aventador, blue diamonds hit the blue fling [Chorus] Big boss, CEO, on that Suge sh*t (Let’s go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that Snoop sh*t
On that Dr. Dre sh*t, I’m still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out ‘lone, on that Pac sh*t
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I’m on that clock sh*t (For real though)
I’m aimin’ for your top, b**ch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, b**ch
She ask how much cost [?] my coupe, that’s a lot b**ch (Uh) [Verse 2] Pour it ’til it’s dirty (Dirty)
My Glock got a thirty (Extendo)
Family know I’ma get this money, they ain’t gotta worry (Uh-uh)
Forgis when I’m swervin’ (Woah)
Wock, wock when I’m dirty (Wock’, wock’)
I’ma count paper when the birds start chirpin’ (Trap)
Ten karats solitaires, got my ears hurtin’ (Rocks)
I could never ever chase a b**ch, it’s not worth it
The realest motherf**ka I know is me but I ain’t perfect
Replace my ex b**ch, I was flexin’ on purpose (Haha)
You look good but your baby daddy broke b**ch (Yeah, yeah)
In the trap they love me like the pope b**ch (Yeah, yeah)
Might as well go hang yourself with a rope b**ch (Yeah)
They call me Dr. G.O.A.T., b**ch [Chorus] Big boss, CEO, on that Suge sh*t (Let’s go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that Snoop sh*t
On that Dr. Dre sh*t, I’m still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out ‘lone, on that Pac sh*t
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I’m on that clock sh*t (For real though)
I’m aimin’ for your top, b**ch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, b**ch
She ask how much cost [?] my coupe, that’s a lot b**ch (That’s a lot b**ch)
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