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Beep Beep Lyrics by Young Dolph Young Dolph , 2 Chainz
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Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes
you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, 'Dolph, can I hit your blunt?' Ain't ho
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn
Pussy ass nigga, your mama had a girl when you were born
I just ordered a fifty, they gon' be here in the mornin'
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin'
Heart of the streets like PJ Buddy, ballin' just like Baby
Trappin' in Magnolia like Soulja Slim, the streets made me
No Gator mud, I don't drink green, we only pour up purple
Take lil' rainbow dude back to jail and give us C-Murda
Gettin' high like three-six but like ballin', G, I might pimp your bitch
Signed myself, ran up forty million, a bitch can't do it like this
I own all my masters and own all my whips, excuse me, let me take a shit
I like 'em slim and 'em thick, yeah, but they all like me 'cause I'm rich, yeah
Real as get, yeah
She mine, so she forever lit, yeah
Taught her how to hold the stick
Pour a four in the six
She on her phone, takin' pics
Us and them don't mix
Different type on different time
It's the Chrome Hearts with the Ricks
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes
you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, 'Dolph, can I hit your blunt?' Ain't ho
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn
Pussy ass nigga, your mama had a girl when you were born
I just ordered a fifty, they gon' be here in the mornin'
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin'
Calibrate my scale, I stack them packs on packs on packs, though
First Maybach I got, I usually enter through the backdoor
Yeah, you know my stats on Garvey Road, I had that crack row
I remember me and Dolph at Beni's eating crab rolls
Runnin' up a check Audmars, baguette
You ain't rich unless you put your mama on a jet
Okay, that's a bet parked it in the street
Fourteen cars, man, you niggas too weak
Foreigns on the bando no light, just a candle
Couple drinks, put her in the loop like a sample
Napkin on my lap, I'm squeezin' lemon on my lobster
I might sip some Wock' tonight, damn, I miss my partner
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes
you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, 'Dolph, can I hit your blunt?' Ain't ho
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn
Pussy ass nigga, your mama had a girl when you were born
I just ordered a fifty, they gon' be here in the mornin'
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin'
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