Correction Paroles No Sense par Young Dolph

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Yeah, yeah (Supah Mario)
(That boy Cassius) Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey (Hey, that boy Cassius)
That stiff dawg sh*t, n***a, uh

Skinny-ass n***a in some big Balenciagas
My girl was mad at him so I took the b*t*h shoppin'
Drankin' champagne, spend the racks all in Prada
Everybody know that he a big sh*t popper
Smokin' ice cream, rollin' on some peach cobbler
Hitters on the payroll and a couple doctors
Why the f**k you think I pour up all of this Wockhardt?
Hit the alarm on the 'Rari and it go (Brrt, brrt)
Park the 'Rari, jump in the Challenger (Skrrt, skrrt)
Feds watchin' me so I scramble 'em (Shakе 'em up)
Had your b*t*h at the room, but I had to put out
She too freaky, nah, I couldn't handle her (Damn)
My young n***as walk around with chandeliers (Damn)
Yeah, chandelier the sh*t Khaled talkin' 'bout (Damn)
Dolph hit the club, then the b*t*hes comin' out (Damn)
I heard the opps in the club, n***a, point 'em out (b*t*h)
n***a, stop all that hidin' and runnin' 'round (Rrah)
I make your broke-ass brother gun you down (Rrah)
Damn, you too thick, girl, turn around (Rrah)
Lemme smack it one time and see how it sound
Millionaire but I make my boy lay you down
They don't give a f**k, they don't play around
Somebody text me, so I look down
My b*t*h waitin' on me in a Gabbana gown (Gabbana gown)

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