CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Talking to My Scale
(We got all the beef) Yeah
Yeah, n***a, f**k everybody, f**k everything, n***a
Get money, n***a
Run that sh*t up, n***a
Run that sh*t all the way up, n***a, 'til you can't run it no motherf**kin' more, n***a
All the way up, n***a (Yeah)
Up-up, n***a, to the motherf**kin' ceiling, n***a, f**k n***as' b*t*hes
f**k these n***as, too, f**k 'em all
Yah mean? I mean this sh*t, for real, for real, n***a, straight up
Ayy (Ayy, yeah)
If I sacrificed myself, will I go to hell?
In my trap house countin' guala, talkin' to my scale
My jewelry box havin' more water than Wisconsin Dells
Trap n***a, I count money better than I spell
Came up from nothing, addicted to hustlin'
Yeah, he my dawg, but nah, I don't trust him
She a bad b*t*h, but she know we just f**kin'
She told me she love me, I told her, "You pluckin'"
(Cut that sh*t out, lil' mama) Stop it
This b*t*h deserve a gold medal the way she suck it
Blue Louis V bucket, my chain too big to tuck it
My blunts the size of Biggie, spendin' paper like I'm Puffy
She f**k me, then she lucky
Yeah, she got that super sloppy, I call that b*t*h yucky
b*t*h, don't speak to me in public
Fast money, fast cars, I live for this sh*t
My young n***a 'nem, man, they gon' kill for this sh*t
Shakin' my head, Dolph, you just too real for this sh*t
My first investment was a vacuum seal, then I got rich
Mimo can get whatever from me 'cause he never switched
Jizzle was right there with me, man, we didn't have sh*t
Sleepy Cuz quick to tell me, "f**k him, he a b*t*h"
Dog ass n***a off the leash, duckin' the pigs
Went and found the plug, came back and told my n***a, "It's up"
We gon' ball forever and forever, straight out the mud
Been through so much sh*t, so I fill my body up with drugs
Twenty whips in front of the club, n***a, that's us
I'm my own stylist, I spent millions on designers
I got my own island, n***a, cast out and you can find me
Got more jewelry than your jeweler, n***a, I spent millions on diamonds
I put ice on everybody around me just to see 'em shinin'
My spot got great customer service like Chick-fil-A
Might take her to the hood, but I can't take her on a date
Sleepwalkin' on that codeine, but I'm wide awake
These n***as ain't f**kin' with me and I put that on Otto May
Ain't nobody gave me sh*t, n***a, yah mean?
I had to get out here and straighten this sh*t up, n***a, get this sh*t the hard way
Yah mean?
I had to figure this sh*t out, n***a, yah mean?
Just me and my real n***as, yah mean?
n***a, you ain't eat off the floor with us
n***a, you ain't eat out the garbage, lil' n***a, yah mean?
You wasn't there, n***a, you wasn't there with us, n***a
We had to get it how we lived, n***a, I put this sh*t on Otto May
Nah, I ain't finished, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
My office is a trap house in South Memphis, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Ridin' with a fully through the city, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
I been sellin' bags by the fifty, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Pinky ring, it cost me seven-fifty, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Pour a eight and drink it, I don't sip it, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Kickin' sh*t and smokin' off a Benton, n***a (Ayy bruh)
You a grown man, stop all of that b*t*hin', n***a (Damn)
I go so hard, make 'em hate me (Damn)
My whole life a movie, HD (Clear)
Blue retro, blue AP (Yeah)
Too much ice, don't need AC (Nah)
Had to put out, the b*t*h tried to rape me
I wear water, I don't drink it, I drink lean (Route)
I pour lean and grapefruit juice and rock blue diamonds, nah, these n***as ain't me
Sixties on the Double-R, look up at the stars (In the cloud)
Smokin' Skittles and thankin' God, remember I used to starve (For real though)
Dope boy with dope boy dreams, never thought I'd make it this far (For real though)
Fourteen, I jumped out there, started swimming with the sharks
Gangbang, play some ball, go get a plug of raw (Raw)
I got the type of ice that it go crazy in the dark (Dark)
You put your trust in a b*t*h, I put my trust in the mob (Mob)
I got all type of sh*t parked in the garage
(Hey, hey)
It's Dolph
Yeah
If I sacrificed myself, will I go to hell?
In my trap house countin' guala, talkin' to my scale
Yeah
Yeah, n***a, f**k everybody, f**k everything, n***a
Get money, n***a
Run that sh*t up, n***a
Run that sh*t all the way up, n***a, 'til you can't run it no motherf**kin' more, n***a
All the way up, n***a (Yeah)
Up-up, n***a, to the motherf**kin' ceiling, n***a, f**k n***as' b*t*hes
f**k these n***as, too, f**k 'em all
Yah mean? I mean this sh*t, for real, for real, n***a, straight up
Ayy (Ayy, yeah)
If I sacrificed myself, will I go to hell?
In my trap house countin' guala, talkin' to my scale
My jewelry box havin' more water than Wisconsin Dells
Trap n***a, I count money better than I spell
Came up from nothing, addicted to hustlin'
Yeah, he my dawg, but nah, I don't trust him
She a bad b*t*h, but she know we just f**kin'
She told me she love me, I told her, "You pluckin'"
(Cut that sh*t out, lil' mama) Stop it
This b*t*h deserve a gold medal the way she suck it
Blue Louis V bucket, my chain too big to tuck it
My blunts the size of Biggie, spendin' paper like I'm Puffy
She f**k me, then she lucky
Yeah, she got that super sloppy, I call that b*t*h yucky
b*t*h, don't speak to me in public
Fast money, fast cars, I live for this sh*t
My young n***a 'nem, man, they gon' kill for this sh*t
Shakin' my head, Dolph, you just too real for this sh*t
My first investment was a vacuum seal, then I got rich
Mimo can get whatever from me 'cause he never switched
Jizzle was right there with me, man, we didn't have sh*t
Sleepy Cuz quick to tell me, "f**k him, he a b*t*h"
Dog ass n***a off the leash, duckin' the pigs
Went and found the plug, came back and told my n***a, "It's up"
We gon' ball forever and forever, straight out the mud
Been through so much sh*t, so I fill my body up with drugs
Twenty whips in front of the club, n***a, that's us
I'm my own stylist, I spent millions on designers
I got my own island, n***a, cast out and you can find me
Got more jewelry than your jeweler, n***a, I spent millions on diamonds
I put ice on everybody around me just to see 'em shinin'
My spot got great customer service like Chick-fil-A
Might take her to the hood, but I can't take her on a date
Sleepwalkin' on that codeine, but I'm wide awake
These n***as ain't f**kin' with me and I put that on Otto May
Ain't nobody gave me sh*t, n***a, yah mean?
I had to get out here and straighten this sh*t up, n***a, get this sh*t the hard way
Yah mean?
I had to figure this sh*t out, n***a, yah mean?
Just me and my real n***as, yah mean?
n***a, you ain't eat off the floor with us
n***a, you ain't eat out the garbage, lil' n***a, yah mean?
You wasn't there, n***a, you wasn't there with us, n***a
We had to get it how we lived, n***a, I put this sh*t on Otto May
Nah, I ain't finished, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
My office is a trap house in South Memphis, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Ridin' with a fully through the city, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
I been sellin' bags by the fifty, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Pinky ring, it cost me seven-fifty, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Pour a eight and drink it, I don't sip it, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Kickin' sh*t and smokin' off a Benton, n***a (Ayy bruh)
You a grown man, stop all of that b*t*hin', n***a (Damn)
I go so hard, make 'em hate me (Damn)
My whole life a movie, HD (Clear)
Blue retro, blue AP (Yeah)
Too much ice, don't need AC (Nah)
Had to put out, the b*t*h tried to rape me
I wear water, I don't drink it, I drink lean (Route)
I pour lean and grapefruit juice and rock blue diamonds, nah, these n***as ain't me
Sixties on the Double-R, look up at the stars (In the cloud)
Smokin' Skittles and thankin' God, remember I used to starve (For real though)
Dope boy with dope boy dreams, never thought I'd make it this far (For real though)
Fourteen, I jumped out there, started swimming with the sharks
Gangbang, play some ball, go get a plug of raw (Raw)
I got the type of ice that it go crazy in the dark (Dark)
You put your trust in a b*t*h, I put my trust in the mob (Mob)
I got all type of sh*t parked in the garage
(Hey, hey)
It's Dolph
Yeah
If I sacrificed myself, will I go to hell?
In my trap house countin' guala, talkin' to my scale
Yeah
