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young dolph - thats how lyrics
whoa
(let the bandplay) (yeah), whoa (yeah)
huh (huh)
ayy (oh, you love this b_tch with all your heart, huh?
stupid ass, ha
nah, i could never ever ever chase a b_tch (nah)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (woo)
too much drip (drippy), too many whips (skrr)
drop me a four then take me a sip (ride)
it takes too good, every day i say i quit (d_mn)
pull up in a challenger, lambo on my wrist (what?)
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich (ayy)
thirty round clip, make ’em do a backflip (yeah, yeah)
get interrogated, i bet he gon’ squeal (ayy)
quarter mill’ just for these rocks on my ears (ayy)
girl, let me squeeze it to see if it’s real (woo)
freaky lil’ new york b_tch, call her lil kim (ayy)
i love that lil’ thing she do with her throat (ayy)
greatest of all time, call that b_tch the goat (ayy)
gettin’ richer and richer (what else?), ball with my n_ggas (what else?)
smokin’ on skittles (huh)
neighborhood dealer, yeah, yeah
f_ck n_gga k!ller, yeah, yeah
bad b_tch getter (gabbana)
take her to the mall, spend cash with her (yeah, yeah)
met her in october (ayy, what’s your name?)
blocked her in november (ayy, blocked that b_tch)
don’t call me no more, b_tch
i recruited all new hoes in december (ha, hey)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
a fiend for the skrilla, lil’ n_gga (woo)
yeah (yeah), yeah
malcolm x said: by any means, lil’ n_gga (i don’t give a f_ck)
cut a n_gga off in a heartbeat (a heartbeat)
too many n_ggas done cross me (f_ck ’em)
everything i know, these streets taught me (gutter)
everything i got, these streets bought me
nah, i could never ever ever chase a b_tch (nah)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (woo)
too much drip (drippy), too many whips (skrr)
drop me a four then take me a sip (ride)
it takes too good, every day i say i quit (d_mn)
pull up in a challenger, lambo on my wrist (what?)
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich (ayy)
thirty round clip, make ’em do a backflip (yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
know a couple n_ggas want me locked up (p_ssy)
know a couple n_ggas want me dead (f_ck ’em)
my dawg on the way back to the feds (d_mn)
two big booty b_tches in the bed (woo)
these neighborhood diamonds, they blue (frank)
i used to score packs for my piru n_gga (trap)
i see you in too many pictures with the opps, then it’s f_ck you too, n_gga (on god)
ha, rappers ridin’ d_ck for clout (d_mn)
we don’t do that at paper route (d_mn)
broke n_ggas can’t come around (d_mn)
they ain’t come up until i stayed down (for real though)
blue diamond t__th when i smile (for real though)
in the bentley coupe drinkin’ crystal (for real though)
they don’t like me but they like my style (hey)
wow
i could never ever ever chase a b_tch (uh_huh)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (yeah)
got too much whips (yeah), too much sticks (yeah)
new plain jane rollie, cost me two bricks (d_mn)
not like i’ma stop buyin’ jewelry (i didn’t)
got water on water, finna donate to flint
young n_gga be fresh in her mouth like a mint
i be d_gg_n’ these hoes but to bae i’m a gent
these racks be the reason i walk with a limp
i’m ballin’ so hard better get us on film
sippin’ codeine, baby bottle, no beer
i keep me a k on the side, call it kim
i don’t need a hitman, i been in the field (yeah)
yeah, i’m my own shooter and i shoot to k!ll (yeah)
who f_ckin’ with glock? ayy, let’s keep it real (yeah)
a million is cool, now i want a bill (yeah, yeah)
nah, i could never ever ever chase a b_tch (nah)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (yeah)
too much drip (yeah), too many whips (yeah)
drop me a four then take me a sip (ride)
it takes too good, every day i say i quit (d_mn)
pull up in a challenger, lambo on my wrist (skrr, skrr)
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich (ayy)
thirty round clip, make ’em do a backflip (yeah, yeah)
pull up in a challenger, lambo on my wrist
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich
b_tch
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