Testo Beep Beep - Young Dolph feat. 2 Chainz
Testo della canzone Beep Beep (Young Dolph feat. 2 Chainz), tratta dall'album Paper Route Frank
Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your blunt?"
Ain't ho (my bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (ha)
I just ordered 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo)
Heart of the streets like PJ Buddy, ballin' just like Baby (get your roll on)
Trappin' in Magnolia like Soulja Slim, the streets made me (you heard me)
No cater mud, I don't drink green, we only pour up purple (Wock' Wock')
Take lil' rainbow dude back to jail and give us C-Murda
Gettin' high like three-six but like 'Ball & 'G, I might pimp your bitch (SpaceX)
Signed myself, ran up forty million, I betcha can't do it like this (no)
I own all my masters and own all my whips, excuse me, let me take a shit (excuse me)
I like 'em slim and 'em thick, yeah, but they all like me 'cause I'm rich, yeah (who? Me)
Real as get, yeah, she mine, so she forever lit, yeah
Taught her how to hold the stick (30)
Pour a four in the six (dirty)
She on her phone, takin' pics (uh)
Us and them don't mix (nah)
Different type on different time, it's the Chrome Hearts with the Ricks
Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your blunt?"
Ain't ho (my bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (ha)
I just ordered 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo)
Calibrate my scale, I stack them packs on packs on packs, though
First Maybach I got, I usually enter through the backdoor (door)
And you know my style some gotta be rolled, I had that crack rolled
I remember me and Dolph at Vinny's eatin' crab rolls
Runnin' up a check (check), Audemars baguette ('guette)
You ain't rich unless you put your mama on a jet (you talkin' shit now)
Okay, that's a bet (okay), parked it in the street (okay)
14 cars, man, you niggas too weak
Foreigns on the bando (bando)
No light, just a candle (mm)
Couple drinks, put her in the loop like a sample (ooh)
Napkin on my lap, I'm squeezin' lemon on my lobster (lobster)
I might sip some Wock' tonight, damn, I miss my partner
Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your blunt?"
Ain't ho (my bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (ha)
I just ordered 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo)
Yeah
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Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Adolph Thornton, Ivy Hayward
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