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Paper Route Campaign - Young dolph Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: Y young dolph | Published: 2024-25-09T10:10:51:00+07:00

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[intro]
the hottest n-gga in the city homie. paper route entertainment. young dolph -uh-
yeah. look. -puff- paper route campaign -uh huh- young dolph (yeah)
what’s up to all my real n-ggas out there (what’s happenin’?)
east coast, west coast, down bottom (yeah) everywhere (yeah)
it’s your boy
sh-t, they been waitin’ all night long sayin’ the streets done elected (yeah) i’m here. it’s election time ya dig? ([?] your boy)
young dolph. the realist n-gga in it -uh-

[verse 1]
these b-tches make me sick. this money make me come (come)
these b-tches on my d-ck, so i f-ck ’em just for fun (fun)
she say she love my swag and (look) can’t believe i’m that young (sh-t)
i ain’t even f-cked ‘er and she already sprung
smokin’ master kush (kush), drinkin’ chandon (don)
never had a job, where all that money come from?
trap all day, and spent it all on guns (them shots)
i go and get that bomb and tax n-ggas like uncle tom (that’s right)(yeah)
they call me young dolph (dolph)
i’m paid and i’m young (young)
i’m young and i’m paid, keep a fresh tapered fade (fade)
ridin’ low key – runner – while i’m doin’ dirt (dirt)
i ain’t never off, i always got -uh- work

[bridge]
what up murda? (yeah)
lil’ chip? (yeah)
lil’ t
fatboi (i see ya)
lil’ cris ([?])
[?]
carly -uh huh-
what up with it?
the whole godd-mn fam’ up there in the motherf-ckin’ [?] n-gga. y’all know what it do n-gga
it’s time to get ready to count this b-tter up, ya dig? (holla at your boy)
lil’ cris, give ya boy a lighter (i need a lighter)
it’s fatboi, roll it up -puff-
they know what it is smoke somethin’ b-tch

[verse 2]
stepped up in the spot smellin’ just like a pound of hash
hood b-tches love a n-gga, they say i got stupid swag
twenty thou’, all twenties cash (cash) in that gucci bag
tell your n-gga to stop callin’ my phone, ‘fore i shoot his -ss (yeah)
smoke nothin’ but kush, i’m burnt out on the purp
keep fruity flavors, call me young starburst -uh-
we was smoking train wreck back in ’03 (three)
fast forward ’08, we smokin’ og (gangsta)
state to state, n-gga we burn kush like newports -uh-
dolph from south memphis, but i got n-ggas in new york (yeah)
stupid money, loud money, i don’t f-ck around money (money)
shout out to all my gangstas in the [?], in the wild huntin’ (yeah) -puff-

[bridge]
you know what it is -uh-
check this sh-t out -puff-
i’m on a motherf-ckin’ plane the other day homie (real talk)
-flying plane noise- i look out the window
like godd-mn we in the air high as a motherf-cker (d-mn)(chyea)
when i’m full of that keisha, ya know (full of it)
ya dig? (zooted)
like i’m higher than a godd-mn plane n-gga -laughing-
i’m high as a motherf-cker (motherf-cker) -laughing-
dolph (chyea)

[verse 3]
model b-tches, hood b-tches, i done had ’em all (for real)
but, tell me why old b-tch don’t never wear no drawers? (for real)
but matter o’ fact my young b-tch don’t never wear ’em either (for real)
i’m just thinkin’ out loud, rolling up this reefer (this reefer)
17, i had them n-ggas callin’ placin’ orders (orders)
the first b-tch i hit in the car was the sheriff’s daughter (chyea)
on everything i love i forget that girl’s name
but on everything i love, ma, i ain’t forgot your brain (h-ll nah)
that n-gga just started rappin’, his life like a movie
who the f-ck that n-gga think he is with all of them groupies? (dolph)
if it ain’t potent, then it ain’t dolph sh-t
just because you’ve seen me with her, that don’t mean it’s dolph [?] (it ain’t mean that’s my b-tch) -mhm-

[outro]
ya dig? (no)
she ain’t mine
young dolph. paper route entertainment
paper route boys (yeah)
skrilla squad, what it do?
south memphis cash state, that’s my hood n-gga
what happenin’? (what it do?)
ya dig? the realist n-gga in this motherf-cker n-gga -uh huh-
whole nine, that sh-t mine -pfft-
it’s a rap (yeah)
you fake rap n-ggas out here kickin’ that sh-t n-gga, you n-ggas ain’t livin’ n-gga (yeah)
these ho’s know n-gga, these real n-ggas know n-gga (young dolph)
we know what it is (holla at your boy)
holla at your boy!
dolph -puffing-

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