Young Dolph - Beep Beep (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Dolph - Beep Beep (en) Lyrics
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Everywhere I go, it's
the same hoes (Damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch?
I keep a bankroll (Ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph,
can I hit your blunt?"
Ain't ho (My bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby,
like Fabo (Geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater
and honk my horn (Beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your mama had a
girl when you were born (Ha)
I just ordered a fifty, they gon'
be here in the mornin' (Strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock',
can't stop pourin' and pourin'
and pourin' (Woo)
Heart of the streets like PJ
Buddy, ballin' just like
Baby (Get your roll on)
Trappin' in Magnolia like
Soulja Slim, the streets
made me (You heard me)
No cater mud, I don't drink green, we
only pour up purple (Wock' Wock')
Take lil' rainbow dude back to
jail and give us C-Murda
Gettin' high like three-six
but like 'Ball & 'G, I might
pimp your bitch (SpaceX)
Signed myself, ran up forty million,
I betcha can't do it like this (No)
I own all my masters and own
all my whips, excuse me, let
me take a shit (Excuse me)
I like 'em slim and 'em thick,
yeah, but they all like me 'cause
I'm rich, yeah (Who? Me)
Real as get, yeah
She mine, so she forever lit, yeah
Taught her how to hold
the stick (Thirty)
Pour a four in the six (Dirty)
She on her phone, takin' pics (Uh)
Us and them don't mix (Nah)
Different type on different time, it's
the Chrome Hearts with the Ricks
Calibrate my scale, I stack them
packs on packs on packs, though
First Maybach I got, I usually enter
through the backdoor (Door)
And you know my style some gotta be
rolled, I had that crack rolled
I remember me and Dolph at
Vinny's eatin' crab rolls
Runnin' up a check (Check)
Audmars baguette (Baguette)
You ain't rich unless you put your mama
on a jet (You talkin' shit now)
Okay, that's a bet (Okay)
Parked it in the street (Okay)
Fourteen cars, man, you
niggas too weak
Foreigns on the bando (Bando)
No light, just a candle (Mm)
Couple drinks, put her in the
loop like a sample (Ooh)
Napkin on my lap, I'm squeezin'
lemon on my lobster (Lobster)
I might sip some Wock' tonight,
damn, I miss my partner
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