[Chorus]
Who that lil nigga with the ignent ass [?]?
Dolph
Summertime, he drop [?] Chuck Taylors
Dolph
Five different flavors, right there on the kitchen table
Dolph
Call me Young Dolph, or call me now [?]
Dolph
I'm blowing on this new shit, I think I [?]
Dolph
Every day a new bitch, it ain't my falt
Dolph
[?] hard or the soft
Dolph
The bitches love new shit, that's why they screaming dolph
[Verse 1]
Never at the house, because I live in three cities
Call Tim Gates, told him meet me out in Philly
Money counting fetish, boy, I think that I'm addicted
Keep a bad bitch, and an even badder mistress
Hood rich nigga, still eating [?] chicken
Count 60 racks, and blow a blunt of purple when I'm finished
Heavy on the syrup, like my pops [?]
Nigga play with Dolph, I bet your nigga come up missing
Yeah, I had your bitch, but we didn't do no kissing
Don't get it twisted, Dolph about them Benjies
Never wanted to be a pimp, but yeah, I'm from Memphis
The Mary Jane, bitch, the only girl that I'm pimping
[Chorus]
Who that lil nigga with the ignent ass [?]?
Dolph
Summertime, he drop [?] Chuck Taylors
Dolph
Five different flavors, right there on the kitchen table
Dolph
Call me Young Dolph, or call me now [?]
Dolph
I'm blowing on this new shit, I think I [?]
Dolph
Every day a new bitch, it ain't my falt
Dolph
[?] hard or the soft
Dolph
The bitches love new shit, that's why they screaming dolph
[Verse 2]
Twisting up a blunt of kush, nigga, that's a blue stick
Left my bitch at home, so I'm out of town with a new bitch
Got her to the room, heels on, panties off
Say she want some new dick, and now she screaming Dolph
Same old shit, she fell asleep, I got lost
Na, she wasn't a stripper, but I had to tip her
Pussy so good, I almost got my pistol
Head so good, I missed my motherfucking flight
Fuck it, now I'm in New York, for another night
Next night, campaigning ATL at Stroakers
Now you see me, now you don't, call me Hocus Pokus
Couple [?] nigga [?] joker
[Chorus]
Who that lil nigga with the ignent ass [?]?
Dolph
Summertime, he drop [?] Chuck Taylors
Dolph
Five different flavors, right there on the kitchen table
Dolph
Call me Young Dolph, or call me now [?]
Dolph
I'm blowing on this new shit, I think I [?]
Dolph
Every day a new bitch, it ain't my falt
Dolph
[?] hard or the soft
Dolph
The bitches love new shit, that's why they screaming dolph
[Verse 3]
Dolph smoking good, thanks to my white boy
I don't do swisher sweets, burn nothing but white boys
Woke up this morning, pockets full of dead white boys
Balling off that Al Green, no Berry White, boy
Yeah, I'm sick with it, like that nigga E-40
Getting to the money, extra fast, no stalling
Wordplay ignent, and his outfit flawless
[?] Prada, I don't do the [?]
300 dollar shirt, racks [?]
Money go back and forth, I call it playing tenis
I'm blowing on this new shit, I think I done got lost now
Riding round the circus, tryna find a damn [?]
[Chorus]
Who that lil nigga with the ignent ass [?]?
Dolph
Summertime, he drop [?] Chuck Taylors
Dolph
Five different flavors, right there on the kitchen table
Dolph
Call me Young Dolph, or call me now [?]
Dolph
I'm blowing on this new shit, I think I [?]
Dolph
Every day a new bitch, it ain't my falt
Dolph
[?] hard or the soft
Dolph
The bitches love new shit, that's why they screaming dolph
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