| I’ve been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
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| Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain’t scared
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| I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
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| I’m a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
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| I shoot like I’m Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
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| Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
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| Bitch, I’m from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
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| Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
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| My bro on a steamin' stove, cookin' crack like grits
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| Got this vibe on her tippy toes, strokin' her in a pent'
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| LA live, I’m stayin' at the Loews with this Hollywood bitch
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| Got a nine and a snubnose (Let's go), can’t wait to let it hit (Hit)
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| Pull up with a stick, I’ll pull up with a stick
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| I’ll pull up with a pink toe, I’m whippin', she suckin' this dick
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| I’ll put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that I’m rich (Let that ho
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| know that I’m rich)
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| We was used to pullin' kick doors, you could still call it a lick (Lick)
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| You broke and can’t be fixed (Nah), went to Neimans and spent a nick (Hah)
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| How you poor? |
| That don’t make sense (Ah), I made a whole mile off an inch (An
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| inch)
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| I had ninety-nine problems, I just scratched your ho off the list (Scratched
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| your ho off the list)
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| Got some millions and went and solved 'em, now my neck cost a quarter brick
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| (Brick)
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| I’ve been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
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| Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain’t scared
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| I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
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| I’m a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
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| I shoot like I’m Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
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| Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
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| Bitch, I’m from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
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| Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
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| Bestie, bestie, I just hit my friend
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| Told her «Catch me» (Woah), «Catch me» (Woah), I’ma lick her skin
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| She so precious, precious, might not fuck again
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| She too messy, messy, but hittin', no flexin' (No flexin')
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| Rose gold ornaments (Rose)
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| Dropped the two tint, car came with no tint (Damn)
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| You don’t gotta use the door, you can hop in front of tip
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| Bond 9 in the vent, think 'bout dyin' and get spent
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| I got two B’s on my boxers and a thottie in the bed (Yeah)
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| I know niggas ran up a milli', still didn’t tell 12 shit (12, 12, 12, shh)
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| I got skeletons in my closets (Woah), and they scared of me and shit (Closets
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| and they scared)
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| Maison Margielas under the bed screamin', «Rock me, kid» (Woah)
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| I put water on my head, then she got seasick (I put water on my head)
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| Couple opps played dead (What?), and they still got hit
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| I done bent lil' mama’s spine but that still ain’t my kid (Still ain’t my kid)
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| Only reason I answer my line (Why?), is 'cause she drink my spit (No cap)
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| I’ve been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
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| Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain’t scared
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| I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
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| I’m a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
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| I shoot like I’m Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
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| Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
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| Bitch, I’m from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, uh
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| Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song DOLLAZ ON MY HEAD, artist - Gunna. Album song WUNNA, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп