Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On My Line, artist - Young Dolph. Album song High Class Street Music 3: Trappin' out a Mansion, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.05.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Paper Route Empire
Song language: English
On My Line |
I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
But I ain’t gon' even lie, when I be out you cross my mind |
Soon as I jump up out the building, I’m chasing dollar signs |
But I ain’t gon' even lie, bitch you make it on my time |
On the road getting it, I’m in the air flyin' |
And I be doing like this getting money was a crime |
These squares kicked up burn strong reefer |
On the road getting money with my boy Caesar |
That’s my dog and you know that |
Might pull up in yo city, fresh as hell like where the hoes at? |
I’m just playin, I ain’t got time for em |
All these hoes on my line, I don’t even answer the phone for em |
But I can’t even lie, I’ve got this one girl on my mind |
Man I gotta make her mine |
But the only thing about it is that I can’t make the time |
I just looked down at my phone, she called me 24 times |
Left me 12 voice mails and she sent me 8 texts |
All she talkin about how bad she wanna have sloppy sex |
I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
But I ain’t gon' even lie, when I be out you cross my mind |
Soon as I jump up out the building, I’m chasing dollar signs |
But I ain’t gon' even lie, bitch you make it on my time |
On the road getting it, I’m in the air flyin' |
And I be doing like this getting money was a crime |
Lil mama burn my phone up |
I just burnt the zone up |
I was smoking that strong stuff |
Fake ass nigga, you can’t clone us |
That Gabana flyer than a butterly |
Got my pack and that’s supper time |
It’s time to eat dawg |
Pull up on yo bitch and sweep her off her feet dawg |
She on her back, ceiling fan hit her feet dawg |
Told her when I get out the road I had her a treat, dawg |
I’ve been on my motherfuckin grand |
I fucked lil mama so good she likes her motherfuckin man |
I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time |
But I ain’t gon' even lie, when I be out you cross my mind |
Soon as I jump up out the building, I’m chasing dollar signs |
But I ain’t gon' even lie, bitch you make it on my time |
On the road getting it, I’m in the air flyin' |
And I be doing like this getting money was a crime |