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Let the BandPlay
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Uh
It's Dolph

She a good girl but she a bad b*t*h
Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties
I ran up my check, n***a, and I kept on flippin'
I got two cars in ten different cities
It's a new year so I got rid of all the old sh*t
Even got rid of all my old b*t*hes
It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you f**k n***as know
If you ain't really with me then you could get it
The Maybach truck or the Lambo' truck
Or the Double R truck, I'm havin' decisions
But I don't give a f**k about none of this sh*t, though (Nah)
Real n***a from the get-go (Yeah)
We used to sleep with the c*ckroaches at night (Damn)
Now look at my wrist, though
I'm a fresh n***a, I am
But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a b*t*h, though

Uh, yeah, look at my wrist, hoe
I shine and ball like a muhf**kin' disco (Bling)
Uh, diamonds dance like Sisqo
Smokin' on Citgo, never on E (Uh)
Everywhere I go, I got the pole on me (Bah, bah)
Yeah, and I got these hoes on me (Yeah)
I make money, n***a, I don't make peace (Uh-uh)
I be sippin' on Wock' and smokin' on reefer (Dope)
Yeah (b*t*h), and I be sippin' on 'Trece (Yeah)
And I'm still f**kin' his b*t*h (Yeah)
And I don't plan on quittin' (Uh-uh, yeah)
My lil' b*t*h ridin' in the Benz (Skrrt)
My other lil' b*t*h got a Bentley (Yeah)
And I don't really care about friends
Long as I got them Bens with me
Franks and Grants and Jacksons (Woo)
I get it in, that's a fact (Yeah)
We pullin' up back to back, yeah (Back to back)
Rollin' up back to back (Yeah)
I'm ballin' hard, check the stats (Swish, uh)
Codeine, it help me relax (Yeah)
Street n***a with a couple plaques (Plaques)
But I got way, way more racks

And she a good girl but she a bad b*t*h
Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties
I ran up my check, n***a, and I kept on flippin'
I got two cars in ten different cities
It's a new year so I got rid of all the old sh*t
Even got rid of all my old b*t*hes
It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you f**k n***as know
If you ain't really with me then you could get it
The Maybach truck or the Lambo' truck
Or the Double R truck, I'm havin' decisions
But I don't give a f**k about none of this sh*t, though (Nah)
Real n***a from the get-go (Yeah)
We used to sleep with the c*ckroaches at night (Damn)
Now look at my wrist, though
I'm a fresh n***a, I am
But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a b*t*h, though

(Yeah, yeah) I used to cut the lights on
All of the roaches start runnin' through the kitchen
(Yeah, yeah) Now when I cut the lights on
I don't gotta do nothin' but put on this Richard
(Yeah, yeah) I smoke nothin' but killa
But I hate rollin' up, let a pretty b*t*h twist it
(Yeah, yeah) Rap n***as, man
'Cause I ain't nothin' like y'all n***as, I don't fake kick it (f**k 'em)
Walk in Chanel and I spent me a fifty (Uh)
She walked in the doctor and spent her a twenty (Uh)
pu**y so good I might buy her a Bentley (What?)
f**k wrong with you, n***a? Dolph, you trippin' (Okay)
Scored me a humid bowls and make a sentence (A-ha)
She suck until I came and still wouldn't finish (Woo)
I'm all in lil' momma mouth like the dentist (Uh)
The next mornin', she was in church repentin' (Damn)

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