| What watch should I put on though?
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| Aye what car should I drive today?
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| Aye somebody roll up a blunt
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| Big money shit
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| (If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you)
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| Million dollars cash, all twenties in the closet
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| Bought a short bus because my ice game retarded
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| Self-made millionaire, now I’m labelled a target
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| Fucked that bitch and put her out 'cause her pussy was garbage
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| Yeah them bitches bad so I pass 'em to my lil niggas
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| They wanna act up so I pass them boys to the hitters
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| Don’t ask me why they mad, I don’t know, I’m getting too much scrilla
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| My bank account got big and my head got even bigger
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| White Audemar, gold bracelet, big rocks
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| A whole month straight ain’t been bumpin' shit but Pac
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| Coogi sweater on, RIP B-I-G
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| I just left LA on the way to NYC
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| Call me water boy 'cause I’m dripping all this water
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| Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte
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| Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college
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| Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets
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| I shut down the party, I shut down the party
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| Went and parked the Rari then I go jump on the Harley
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| Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte
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| I shut down the party, I shut down the party
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| Goddamn man
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| Who the fuck is this? |
| hello?
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| (Hello, hello, hold up
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| Are y’all straight bruh?)
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| Yeah, wassup bruh?
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| (Aye y’all straight, you straight?
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| Man what the fuck happened man, we heard about this shit, what the fuck
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| happened up there man? |
| what y’all got going on? |
| huh?)
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| That nigga shot all the motherfuckin' bullets, ain’t hit shit
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| Stupid ass nigga
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| Just cause my money keep running like Forrest Gump
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| I got niggas hate me like I’m Donald Trump
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| Where I’m from you don’t make it to see 21
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| That’s why all these young niggas ridin' 'round with they gun
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| Front page newspaper, number one topic
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| Niggas mad at Dolph Obama just 'cause I’m the hottest
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| Can’t nobody stop me, man my neck so rocky
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| Said she seen Flippa dancing and that’s how she spot me
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| Two things that I just can’t respect
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| A fuck nigga and a lying ass bitch
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| That lil nigga keep on running up that check
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| I gave my dogs the recipe to get rich
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| They started shooting, we didn’t even break a sweat
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| April Fools, the trick’s on you bitch
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| You playing checkers lil boy, I’m playing chess
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| I just scored again boy, all nets
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| Paper Route, we got now and next
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| That’s a motherfucking mansion 'round my neck
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| I’m in a Chevelle, but the motor it came out a Vette
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| I might sign with DJ Khaled, because we the best, hah
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| Call me water boy 'cause I’m dripping all this water
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| Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte
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| Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college
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| Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets
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| I shut down the party, I shut down the party
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| Went and parked the Rari then I go jump on the Harley
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| Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte
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| I shut down the party, I shut down the party |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In Charlotte , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Bulletproof, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп