Young Dolph - Reflection (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Dolph - Reflection (en) Lyrics
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Look in the mirror, my reflection
a bag of money (Okay)
I look in the mirror, my reflection
a bag of money (What?)
I look in the mirror, my reflection
a bag of money (Okay)
I look in the mirror, my reflection
a bag of money
(A big bag of that shit)
My reflection a bag of money (Yeah)
I look in the mirror, my reflection
a bag of money (Yeah, yeah)
Big bag of money (Yuh)
Mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror,
mirror on the wall
Can you tell me who's the most
drippiest of 'em all?
This lil' nigga raw (Raw),
actually, he a dog (Dog)
Every time he come outside his
outfit match his car (Damn)
On the stage performin', bitches
throwin' me they bra (Huh)
Self-made star (Star)
Baby, I'm parked in the front
in a double-R (R)
I remix my lemonade, I keep
on dozin' off (Dirty)
On the golf course with my
neighbors, kickin' they
ass in golf (Hahahaha)
Three-tone Dolph (Three-tone)
If I say that, I stand
on it (Yeah, yeah)
Bought a pendant to stand
on it (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I got them bands on me (Racks)
Shout out to my dead homie (Benjamin)
Plain rose gold Rolly (Yuh)
New coupe fully loaded (Yuh)
I look in the mirror, my reflection
a bag of money (Yeah, yeah, mirror,
mirror, mirror on the wall)
I look in the mirror, I see a nigga
that's one hundred (Yuh)
You know how I'm comin',
I get comma after comma
And my first and last name
changed to comma, comma
Yeah, big bag of that shit, big Glock
'Cause I keep them commas
comin' in (Ch-cha)
Droppin' out the Benz with some
twins, I'm so lit, yuh
All I do is win, feel like
Khaled and Durant, yuh
Smoke big blunts, no pins, yeah
Yeah, I tote big Glocks, no Zigs, yeah
My bankroll won't bend, yeah,
my bankroll too big (Woo)
This shit don't make no sense, yuh
I'm bent behind tint, yeah
Your bitch just seen my wrist
And now she all on my dick
The bitch said, "Who you
think you is, Glock?"
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