Lyrics:
don't want no smoke)
This is a rap, this is a trap
That's lame hoe, she volunteered in the camp
They call me Dro, this a four four
I'm with a out of town
Last night, she tested my endurance (Damn)
God damn, what a good performance (Woo)
I'ma have to get some good insurance (Damn)
Damn-near woke up all
just we be wildin'
You lyin' about yo shit nigga I
Ain't neva' been on no island
Never road in no Bentley
Yes I did last night
Cause that was my first
you rock will
Not make the swelling go down
Try settlin' down, we strapped
Mad chrome to grip
Last cat that had a bone to
Pick is a skeleton now
This
cashed in the last thing he had to his name
Staked his claim with The Apprentice, saved again by his last name
Made his way into politics, claimed Obama
Straight gangsta nigga, uhh, uh-huh-uhh-uhh
Straight gangsta nigga, yeah
They call me, Hov' the hustler, dough doubler
Drove customers crazy in the late
want my dick, but that bitch, she can't get a nut
Talkin' on gang, yeah, you know that we hit him up
Ride through the trenches, we slidin' in Bentley
Ay, Bentleys, Jet skis, we are popping bottled out the esky
Call the last shots but brother don't tempt me
A man on a mission and that is why they
to the floor)
[Silkk the Shocker]
Just waking up in the morning, gotta thank god
I Don't Know but last night seemed kinda odd
The spot was hot, the place was
compete no no nah nah
Said You aint never gotta need no more
Bet your last nigga cant compete no no nah ooohh
Girl I need you by my side
Couldn't keep you
Robin and Crystal do
But Crystal's single, Bonnie's broke, and her niggas too (ha)
I can do bad by myself, went from rags to wealth
From Jags
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,
to make a check
But you won't survive if you treat me like your last connect
Luxury flows, I've got luxury flows
Thirty in my grip, that's a luxury
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
last dollar that your
Bitch wanna kiss on 'em
I'm the only nigga I can call on
So I keep my own phone
Number in my other phone
I'm a stingy ass nigga
call out names
Means you fake, fake
People like me aren't huge by choice
There's one way
Kill dead, last man standing
You teach me a lesson, no way
I
a test every time that she call
You tell me shit I forget by tomorrow
Yea, you real by the end of the bottle
She hang with me and you know she be wilding
of my Bentley Coup
Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup
I'll be damned if you get more points than me
Sell more joints than me
Black Thought, my sound's hard to come by
Last spotted on a yacht getting dumb high
Banging yacht rock with my squad from 2-1-5
Straight calling niggas
new bitch make them miss the good life
I move to Cali, had to leave the beach alone
And you could call me what you want, just don't call me on speaker
I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules
And do what I do by any means (c'mon)
Call him necessary, the great visionary
Born extraordinary,
Discuss these last call by dierks bentley Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In