| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ah, guess what, dog
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| I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch
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| Brand new coupe straight out the showroom floor, that’s how you flex, bitch
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| Only problem I got is, «What car should I get next, bitch?»
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| Smash it from the back, looked at her friend and said, «You next, bitch» (Damn)
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| I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick (Damn)
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| Ben Frank, I live with, count that money real quick
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| Used to want a plug, went to Cali, took a field trip (Ha)
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| Everyday real lit (Lit), choker rocks real big (Rocks)
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| Them bad bitches love the kid, wanna fuck the kid, roll blunts for the kid
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| (Yeah, yeah)
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| Before she got out of the car (Ayy, what you doin'?)
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| She had to fix her lip gloss, ha
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| VS’s, they shine in the dark (Nighttime), roll the gelato and spark (Hey)
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| Screets left me with no heart (Hey), put on ice just to cover the scars (Hey)
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| A movie of my life story (What?), I wonder, do I sell it to Starz (Star)
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| That young nigga rich, I don’t mind (Stupid), my bitch, she the shit,
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| I don’t mind (Ha)
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| I—I'm so smooth, I could drive my drop top and not get wet in the rain (Skrr)
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| Four, eighty, eighty, blue flame (yeah), Paper Route Frank my new name (Hey)
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| You sold out before I came (hey, hey),
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| I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch
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| Brand new coupe straight out the showroom floor, that’s how you flex, bitch
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| Only problem I got is, «What car should I get next, bitch?»
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| Smash it from the back, looked at her friend and said, «You next, bitch» (Damn)
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| I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick (Damn)
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| Don’t compare me to nobody, please don’t do it, I dare you (Uh-uh)
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| I’m the type of nigga to take 150 and put it in the Chevy (Racks)
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| I’m gettin' too much money, I stop eatin' meat and start eatin' salads (Wealthy)
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| Glock just pulled up on me, talkin' shit in the McLaren (Hey)
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| I bet I got more bitches in Dallas than the Mavericks (Star)
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| 30 thousand just for a sofa because the fabric (Wooh)
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| Trap nigga but he legendary like Michael Jackson (Heeh)
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| How you go and spend all that money on drugs and fashion? |
| (Uh)
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| I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch
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| Brand new coupe straight out the showroom floor, that’s how you flex, bitch
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| Only problem I got is, «What car should I get next, bitch?»
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| Smash it from the back, looked at her friend and said, «You next, bitch» (Damn)
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| I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick
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| If she jump up in this Benz, I’m gon' fuck up her lipstick (Damn) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lipstick , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Role Model, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп