Yeah
It's Dolph
Hey bring me some Backwoods up outta there homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too homie
Yeah
It's 3 PM
80 degrees outside
I'm in somethin' that go real fast
Sitting outside the cornerstore
Six figure client got no business in this area
If it ain't one thing it's a motherf**kin' 'nother
We trapped together than that's my motherf**kin' brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don't love her
She just play her part when it's time to smuggle
I pull up
Pick up that bag
And burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I f**ked her in rush hour traffic
Chris Tucker
Everybody screaming gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you
You gon' tell on the whole gang
She said can she f**k me with my diamond chains
If I ain't in the bank then I'm on the plane
'Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport
Had too many benjis on me
They don't want you to live
They don't want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face
Then they pray for you to fall
Young n***a stay focused
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah I really came from s**t
But I won't change for s**t
My B***h say I'm stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paid
A hundred shots
A hundred shots
Me and my n***as pull up in a hundred drops
My role model used to get a hundred blocks
Street n***as in a tuxedo
We the mob
She looked at my watch too long
Now she see stars
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars
Your B***h ate my d**k
I caught her on them bars
My pinky ring extra large
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage
Yeah
Tori and Brittany
I'm shopping for diamonds at Tiffany's
No
I don't got no sympathy
She blew my whistle like a referee
Broke black n***a
Remember me
Until I found out that recipe
Started getting about ten a week
Finger on the trigger when I sleep
Yeah n***a
I rather you than me
Backseat
Smoking good w**d
A hundred shots
A hundred shots
How the f**k you miss a whole hundred shots
You not welcome at my trap if you don't shop
Before you come through that back door you better knock
They been waiting on this gangster s**t to drop
Even them f**k n***as that wish I could be stopped
How many d**ks you sucked to get that couple million
Self made millionaire
Oh what a feeling
My n***as came from dealing
F**k n***a get out your feelings
Your B***h gave me sexual healing
Guess who just walked in the building
Came out with six b***hes
My uncle said that's pimpin'
My diamonds always hittin'
You looking for your b***h
She with me n***a
She ain't missin'
I told you f**k n***a stay out my way
But you didn't listen
Big rocks
In my watch
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks
A hundred shots
A hundred shots
How the f**k you miss a whole hundred shots
Yeah
It's Dolph
How the f**k you miss a whole hundred shots
