Young Dolph - RNB (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Dolph - RNB (en) Lyrics
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Baby
Baby, baby, baby
Oh, baby (Baby)
Yeah, yeah, it's Dolph
(What Juicy say? He be like,
"Shut the fuck up")
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on
some rich nigga shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl,
she a rich nigga bitch
Told the teacher I was gon' be on
the rich nigga list (Told you)
Black ass nigga, quarter
mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass nigga with a
bad ass bitch (Uh)
I went got the bag and now
everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything
lit (For real, though)
I went all the way through hell
and back to get to this (Yeah)
Ten toes, stayed down (Yeah),
real hustlin' (Yeah)
Cut a couple niggas' water off,
but still love 'em (Fuck 'em)
Young nigga, big heart
(Big), big nuts (Big)
G-Wagen or the double-R, which truck?
Ball hard for the days when
I didn't have it (Ayy)
She bad as a motherfucker, but
she still ratchet (Ayy)
Started in South Memphis, ended
up in a mansion (Ayy)
Ain't no stylist needed here, crazy
with the fashion (Uh-huh)
I'm just poppin' my shit, nah,
I ain't braggin' (Yeah, yeah)
Pickin' up bags all in
Paris (Yeah, yeah)
Flood my neck out with
some carats (Uh)
My young niggas the neighborhood
terrorists
I went got the bag and now everything
lit (For real, though, yeah)
I went all the way through hell and back
to get to this (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
Please don't wish me well if
you used to give me hell
Niggas spend they last to fake it
when it's free to be real, huh
Please don't come and tell me 'bout
no story that you heard
This is not Sesame Street, I do
not kick it with no birds, ah
Brown skin bitch in a black Lam'
swervin' (Black Lam' swervin')
I just blew a bag on all-black Birkin
(On an all-black Birkin)
I think that I might be way
too real of a bitch (Way
too real of a bitch)
Ayy, he told me watch my mouth,
I told him, "Nigga,
watch your kids," huh
This that rich bitch pussy,
if it ain't, then he ain't
lookin' (He ain't lookin')
You can't take my nigga from me
with your cleanin' or your cookin'
(Or your cookin', bitch)
Drive my Phantom through the hood on
some rich nigga shit, ayy (Skrrt)
You can't fuck my nigga 'cause
he with a rich bitch (Ah)
I went got the bag and now
everything lit (The bag)
I went got the bag and now
everything lit (Woo)
Shit, rocks around my neck, they match
the ones that's on my 'fit (Damn)
Seen a girl from high school in traffic,
blew her a kiss (What up?)
Too rich for a broke bitch,
baby, nah, we don't mix
I got bad bitches comin'
by the twos like a Twix
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