Testo Nervous - Young Dolph
Testo della canzone Nervous (Young Dolph), tratta dall'album Rich Crack Baby
(Zaytoven)
Ayy
I pour up codeine when I get thirsty (raw)
Her head so good, I call her Slurpee
I got in that pussy and killed it on purpose
She say when I come around, it make her nervous (ayy)
She said, "Your diamonds shine even harder in person" (for real?)
When I walk in, them fuck niggas get nervous (hahaha)
I might flex on a bitch nigga on purpose
I stay away from fuck niggas 'cause I'm allergic (hey, hey)
Doctor asked what I'm allergic to, I said, "Fake niggas" (I hate 'em)
Two-liter ginger ale, it got a whole eight in it (mud)
Go check my résumé, I've been ballin' since the beginning
The F on my belt buckle stands for "Fuck you," not Fendi (uh-huh)
Hah, I'm still on that bullshit (ayy)
FN with a full clip (ayy)
I heard that that lil' ugly-ass bitch got you pussy whipped (damn)
I ain't got time to play because I'm always workin' (workin')
Smoked a blunt and went to Sunday mornin' service (yeah)
I can't kick it with a snitch, it make me nervous (be careful)
Caught my bitch goin' through my phone, lurkin' (damn, man)
Caught my nigga stealin' from me, I had to cut him off (shit)
Pussy, get lost (pussy)
I pour up codeine when I get thirsty (raw)
Her head so good, I call her Slurpee
I got in that pussy and killed it on purpose
She say when I come around, it make her nervous (ayy)
She said, "Your diamonds shine even harder in person" (for real?)
When I walk in, them fuck niggas get nervous (hahaha)
I might flex on a bitch nigga on purpose
I stay away from fuck niggas 'cause I'm allergic (hey, hey)
Fuck niggas, I'm allergic (whoa)
Thot bitches, they too thirsty (whoa)
You right, bitch, yeah, I'm a rich nigga, but nah, I ain't perfect (nah)
Bitch, every day my birthday (yeah)
Countin' while I'm servin' (yeah)
We took a hood survey (yeah)
The streets put me in first place, ayy
A threesome on the first date (uh)
The traphouse, that's my workplace (uh)
Shake the trap like an earthquake (yeah)
Gabbana what my shirt say (yeah)
Dolph got all the bitches (damn)
Flippa got all the mermaids (what?)
Sandwich bags and prepaids (haha)
Benjamin my roommate (ayy)
Cartier on my frames, a dub on my pinky ring
I'm just collectin' the cash, y'all can keep all the fame
Bitch, remember my name (yeah), ho, I'm deep in the game (yeah)
R.I.P. to the Pimp (yeah), bitch, I'm out of your range
I pour up codeine when I get thirsty (raw)
Her head so good, I call her Slurpee
I got in that pussy and killed it on purpose
She say when I come around, it make her nervous (ayy)
She said, "Your diamonds shine even harder in person" (for real?)
When I walk in, them fuck niggas get nervous (hahaha)
I might flex on a bitch nigga on purpose
I stay away from fuck niggas 'cause I'm allergic (hey, hey)
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Dotson, Adolph R Jr Thornton
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