Young Dolph - Hashtag (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Dolph - Hashtag (en) Lyrics
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It's over wit' for 'em
Lil' boy business over there
Paper Route business over here
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)
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)
Oh, you mad, mad? (Damn)
You sit up, gossip 'bout other
niggas, you sad, sad (Damn)
I took her away from a buster
now she glad, glad
She met a real nigga, now she
just wanna smash, smash
Ayy, every time she see me, yeah,
she cut up (Go crazy)
Diamonds on me hitting, kicking, biting,
they like what up? (Stupid)
"Am I tripping? Look Dolph,
you still ain't signed
a deal", Shit, what for?
Say you can find another nigga like
me, baby, good luck, ha (Ugh)
Blue diamonds, blue Chevelle,
pull up bumping my shit
Blue racks, blue Chanel, Dolph,
you such a stylist
Drinking on the dirty and still
smoking on the loudest
I'm my daddy's son so I know
that nigga the proudest
M's on top of M's, I'm
getting bags, bags
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