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Well, he don't cry when the crawdad's gone
Tadpole's fine with him
Crow's found a nest in a tree top tall
He never pay no rent
Well the poor boy's got

I show the gang and we highfivin' (gang) 

(Offset, uh)
She give me face in the Wraith (face)
This semi, it shoot by the trey (grraow)

a thousand plus

Ten milli
30
Slapped it up

Blow dat bitch
Clap
Dump

Niggas be
Talkin dat talk
Won't dat walk dat walk
Huh
Link bump

Punch you
Right in yo

today for boys and girls like me
I've been good all year but in truth I fear I've also been quite naughty

Is there gonna be anything under that tree for

Whole World

Young Dolph

Role Model

2018

Wells Fargo Dolph, I got paper everywhere
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
Count my first milli and it fucked up my whole world
Up

far from the apple tree, ay
Adam and Eve, Adam and Eve
Don't fall too far from the apple tree, apple tree

In cuffs we found freedom
In chains they

milli' in the trunk
And the stick is still tucked

And the spot is by the beach
Pull up in that eco-friendly
And I don't wanna preach
Got the twins

Bad boy set in what is next 

I started seeing changes when the light beam 
They told I won't make but I got this 
Shawty cut me off that was

zooming blowing by
Brand new bitch, like it when I hit it from behind
Brand new pack, like it when I spark it up, damn
Pussy boy looking like Arbuckle
Hit

ass to Maryland boy

I dont give a damn, I want a milli in the van
With a lil TLC I feel chili in the band
I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn
I

ass to Maryland boy
I don't give a damn
I want a milli in the van
With a lil TLC I feel chili in the band
I don't give a damn
Yuh I don't give a damn
I

Maybach Music V

Rick Ross

Rather You Than Me

2017

to double back
Let go a milli, shit, it may be off a couple racks
(Maybach Music)

You're all I need to get by
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let the dog roam, he

easy! This is Weezy, boy!
Learn the lesson! Let’s go, ah!

I hustle every day with the
Caine and the plastic
Concealed in my pocket so I
Don’t wet

the biggest bad boy since Wallace
I don't really care
And them twenty cards you rappin' 'bout
I spent that on that Bugatti, actin' out
Two milli, that's

Hide Out or Ride Out

Juvenile

Solja Rags

1997

silense
lights gone
we done left yo' block wired
retaliate
wait 
no your not boy
'cause i'm a Hot Boy
nine milli cock boy
chopper gunnin'
hoes

you writin' out the game plan on how to lose
How to bark up the wrong tree and then get your head popped in a crowded room
World is watching this

shit
You ain't think we pulling up, well we in this bitch this ain't huggies when we pull up on you lil boy we say deuces put two two up on u lil boy

I jumped in hot as fuck, Poppin like grease
Can't a nigga in the city say they harder than me
Im the sickest that done did it
Im the hardest that's

me run away
Left my Travies in the EMT, stomped on by my opps in the street
I'm losing blood, can't find a match
Leave your goodbyes in the coming

shit
Big fish in the water
Surrounded by piranhas I got rich off marijuana
I'm on my whale shit
I'm fat like riches
Big Willie, crib cost 10 milli

passport, and a rich life like crash course
Wish that I could fast forward, no rent to my landlord
And I head down to that dealership with a milli cash in

Yea yea
Yea
Woo
Hop in the whip
I just ran over the curb
Drunk as fuck
Doin' donuts I make that bitch swerve
Need me a milli I'm rocking Balenci

don't like you
I don't appreciate your tone of voice when you talking to me
Up in a tree
I am so free, caaaawww
Who want to breed with me?
Aaaahhhhh

Highlight in a court case made by J
Cockroach ass nigga
Spray the block with RAID
Gucci high socks cover up my fade
Move real right so my line got faith
Way