Testo If - Young Dolph
Testo della canzone If (Young Dolph), tratta dall'album Rich Crack Baby
Hey, hey
Woo!
It's Dolph, Dolph Gabbana (yeah!)
If I want it bad enough, then I go get it (yeah, yeah)
If I want that pussy baby, I can hit it (give me that pussy)
If he can't look you in your eye, that nigga lyin' (lyin' ass nigga)
If she say she ain't never gave head that bitch lyin' (bitch please)
If I ain't the freshest in here, then who is it? (You tell me)
If you get money then let's race, let's bet a million (pull up, skrr!)
If you a boss, then salute a real nigga when you see me (it's Dolph)
I'm chasin' bag after bag, every day a different city (it's Dolph)
I show these boys what to smoke, I taught 'em how to swag
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I don't mean to brag
When your favorite rapper walk in me and my niggas laugh
He showin' me this bitch Instagram, but I already smashed
I made them niggas take them old ass 458's back
Pulled up in that 488, I'm all fresh at the trap, yeah
Yeah, that's that new motherfucker, they be like, "Dolph, you a motherfucker"
How do you do all of this shit by yourself, why the streets love you like nobody else?
My shoes match my belt, my Glock match my coupes
Codeine in my Mountain Dew
Your bitch look like Pikachu
I'm smokin' weed in the pool
Nah, I don't know how to lose
I spent 80G's on shoes
I used to take pees to school
I always go against the rules, hey
If I want it bad enough, then I go get it (yeah, yeah)
If I want that pussy baby, I can hit it (give me that pussy)
If he can't look you in your eye, that nigga lyin' (lyin' ass nigga)
If she say she ain't never gave head that bitch lyin' (bitch please)
If I ain't the freshest in here, then who is it? (You tell me)
If you get money then let's race, let's bet a million (pull up, skrr!)
If you a boss, then salute a real nigga when you see me (it's Dolph)
I'm chasin' bag after bag, every day a different city (it's Dolph)
If I ain't the freshest nigga in it, tell me who then
Fuck you think you foolin'? Yeah, I just been coolin'
I remember bein' caked up when I was a student
My homeboys they ruthless, I fucked your bitch clueless
All these bitches like me, all these diamonds bitin'
Neither one of you hoes is my bitch, so why y'all fightin'?
Please suck me up and spit it out, and I call that bitch trifflin'
This crazy ass bitch done got the shit all on my Nike's
I'm gettin' high like Clinton, but I'm slick like Obama
We move like the mob, it's death before dishonor
Trappin' all winter, flexin' all summer
Every couple months, that's another two commas, ay
If I want it bad enough, then I go get it (yeah, yeah)
If I want that pussy baby, I can hit it (give me that pussy)
If he can't look you in your eye, that nigga lyin' (lyin' ass nigga)
If she say she ain't never gave head that bitch lyin' (bitch please)
If I ain't the freshest in here, then who is it? (You tell me)
If you get money then let's race, let's bet a million (pull up, skrr!)
If you a boss, then salute a real nigga when you see me (it's Dolph)
I'm chasin' bag after bag, every day a different city (it's Dolph)
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Hargreaves, Stanley J. Damerell, Tolchard Evans
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