Singer: Young Dolph
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Song: No Sense
Young Dolph - No Sense Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (02:20-140-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:15.40]Skinny-ass nigga in some big Balenciagas
[00:17.30]My girl was mad at him so I took the bitch shoppin'
[00:19.20]Drankin' champagne, spend the racks all in Prada
[00:21.20]Everybody know that he a big shit popper
[00:23.10]Smokin' ice cream, rollin' on some peach cobbler
[00:25.00]Hitters on the payroll and a couple doctors
[00:27.00]Why the fuck you think I pour up all of this Wockhardt?
[00:28.90]Hit the alarm on the 'Rari and it go (Brrt, brrt)
[00:31.00]Park the 'Rari, jump in the Challenger (Skrrt, skrrt)
[00:32.80]Feds watchin' me so I scramble 'em (Shake 'em up)
[00:34.70]Had your bitch at the room, but I had to put out
[00:36.70]She too freaky, nah, I couldn't handle her (Damn)
[00:38.60]My young niggas walk around with chandeliers (Damn)
[00:40.40]Yeah, chandelier the shit Khaled talkin' 'bout (Damn)
[00:42.30]Dolph hit the club, then the bitches comin' out (Damn)
[00:44.10]I heard the opps in the club, nigga, point 'em out (Bitch)
[00:46.10]Nigga, stop all that hidin' and runnin' 'round (Rrah)
[00:48.10]I make your broke-ass brother gun you down (Rrah)
[00:50.00]Damn, you too thick, girl, turn around (Rrah)
[00:51.90]Lemme smack it one time and see how it sound
[00:53.90]Millionaire but I make my boy lay you down
[00:55.80]They don't give a fuck, they don't play around
[00:57.70]Somebody text me, so I look down
[00:59.70]My bitch waitin' on me in a Gabbana gown (Gabbana gown)
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[01:05.70]Yeah, bitch, I still wear Gucci
[01:07.70]I'm chillin' with a groupie, beatin' up her coochie (Beat it up)
[01:09.60]Uh, Glizock, my life a movie (Glizock)
[01:11.50]Guess who shoot it? Your bitch, I do's it (I do)
[01:13.50]Uh, ballin' real hard, no recruiting, yuh (On God)
[01:15.50]Paper Route winnin', never losin', uh (Gang)
[01:17.80]Before I drop the top, I been ruthless, yuh
[01:19.30]Give it to 'em raw like sushi, uh (Raw)
[01:21.20]Yuh (Yuh), yuh, still goin' dumb (Dumb), uh
[01:24.90]Mr. Glock, the baguette don, yeah (Baguette)
[01:27.00]Exotic smoke in my lungs, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
[01:29.00]I really came out of them slums (Out 'em)
[01:30.70]I'm finna buy me a house ...........
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