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On The River Lyrics by Young Dolph Young Dolph , Wiz Khalifa
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Pretty white bitches sniffin' cocaine
My trap house live like the 'Soul Train' yeah
I had a dream when I was a young nigga
Bad bitches
Young live money, big pound of weed in that motherfucker
Gang gang, yeah
If she ain't pretty, she can't ride with me
If she ain't got ass, I don't wanna smash
Weed so good, I don't wanna pass
All I smoke is killer your bitch look like 'Thriller'
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler
Fuckin' with the realest, don't know a nigga realer
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river
Syrup sipper, and she fuck with that liquor
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river
She started with me first, pulling on my zipper
She thick-ilicious, so you know I had to hit her
God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn't kiss her
I'm from Memphis, you know I thought about pimping
G's up hoes down
I might break a bitch like I break down a pound
Want the work for cheap, jump on a plane go out of town
Yeah you see that boy solid, make that pussy stay from round
All I wanna do is count money, lay up with my lil' bitch
Rich niggas ain't dumb, dumb niggas ain't rich
If she ain't pretty, she can't ride with me
If she ain't got ass, I don't wanna smash
Weed so good, I don't wanna pass
All I smoke is killer your bitch look like 'Thriller'
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler
Fuckin' with the realest, don't know a nigga realer
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river
All I smoke is killer, gotta shout out Killer
See me in the club, I be standing next to killers
Got a crib in Cali so my car ain't got no ceilings
Smellin' like that KK when I walk into the building
Thankful, tryna get another million
Get jammed up, he gonna sing like Bryson Tiller
Garage look like the dealer
Got 'em look familiar
Plus I rep them Stealers
Don't care what the bill is
Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all
I met the bitch, on the first night she gonna try it all
Lie for bad for a nigga cause he keep tryna call
Got a Rover at my crib, she'll be back to you tomorrow
If she ain't pretty, she can't ride with me
If she ain't got ass, I don't wanna smash
Weed so good, I don't wanna pass
All I smoke is killer your bitch look like 'Thriller'
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler
Fuckin' with the realest, don't know a nigga realer
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river
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