| Pretty white bitches sniffin' cocaine
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| My trap house live like the «Soul Train»
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| I had a dream when I was a young nigga (me too)
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| Bad bitches
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| Young live money, big pound of weed in that motherfucker
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| Gang gang, yeah
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| If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
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| If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
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| Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it (whoooo)
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| All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like «Thriller» (damn)
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| I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
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| Fuckin' with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
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| Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
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| Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)
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| Syrup sipper, and she full of that liquor (yeah)
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| Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (yeah)
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| She started with me first, pulling on my zipper (yeah)
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| She thick-alicious, so you know I had to hit her
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| God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn’t kiss her (no)
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| I’m from Memphis you know I thought about pimping her (yup)
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| G’s up hoes down
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| I might break a bitch like I break down a pound
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| Want the work for cheap jump on a plane go out of town
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| Yeah you see that boy ain’t solid make that pussy stay from round
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| All I wanna do is count money and lay up with my lil' bitch
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| Rich niggas ain’t dumb, dumb niggas ain’t rich
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| If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
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| If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
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| Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it (whoooo)
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| All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like «Thriller» (damn)
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| I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
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| Fuckin' with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
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| Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
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| Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)
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| All I smoke is killer (strong)
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| Gotta shout out Killer (hey)
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| See me in the club, I be standing next to killers (woah)
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| Got a crib in Cali so my car ain’t got no ceilings (drop?)
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| Smellin' like that KK when I walk into the building (hey, hey!)
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| Bank roll, tryna get another million (racks)
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| Get jammed up he gon' sing like Bryson Tiller (damn)
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| Garage look like the dealer (haha)
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| Y’all don’t look familiar (who is you?)
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| Plus I rep them Steelers (yeah)
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| Don’t care what the bill is (aha!)
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| Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all
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| I met the bitch on the first night, she gon' try it all
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| I feel bad for her nigga 'cause he keep tryna call
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| Got her over at my crib, she’ll be back to you tomorrow
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| If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
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| If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
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| Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it (whoooo)
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| All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like «Thriller» (damn)
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| I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
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| Fuckin' with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
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| Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
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| Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On the River , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Gelato, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп