RNB

[00:00.000] (Play me some pimpin', man)
[00:01.404] Baby
[00:04.875] Baby, baby, baby
[00:06.264] Oh, baby (Baby)
[00:10.852] Uh-huh
[00:14.292] Yeah, yeah, it's Dolph
[00:18.399] (What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the **** up")
[00:21.025] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:22.716] Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
[00:25.783] You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
[00:28.895] Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
[00:31.466] Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
[00:34.331] Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
[00:37.157] I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
[00:39.931] I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
[00:42.778] I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)
[00:46.094] Verse 1: Young Dolph
[00:46.353] Ten toes, stayed down (Yeah), real hustlin' (Yeah)
[00:48.885] Cut a couple *****s' water off, but still love 'em (**** 'em)
[00:51.485] Young *****, big heart (Big), big **** (Big)
[00:53.784] G-Wagen or the double-R, which truck?
[00:57.164] Ball hard for the days when I didn't have it (Ayy)
[01:00.129] She bad as a mother****er, but she still ratchet (Ayy)
[01:02.824] Started in South Memphis, ended up in a mansion (Ayy)
[01:05.349] Ain't no stylist needed here, crazy with the fashion (Uh-huh)
[01:08.045] I'm just poppin' my shit, nah, I ain't braggin' (Yeah, yeah)
[01:11.291] Pickin' up bags all in Paris (Yeah, yeah)
[01:14.568] Flood my neck out with some carats (Uh)
[01:17.139] My young *****s the neighborhood terrorists
[01:19.920] Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
[01:22.323] You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
[01:25.040] Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
[01:27.815] Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
[01:30.610] Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
[01:33.552] I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
[01:36.375] I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though, yeah)
[01:39.339] I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
[01:42.090] Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion
[01:42.469] Please don't wish me well if you used to give me hell
[01:44.703] *****s send they last to fake it when it's free to be real, huh
[01:47.585] Please don't come and tell me 'bout no story that you heard
[01:50.375] This is not Sesame Street, I do not kick it with no birds, ah
[01:53.248] Brown skin ***** in a black Lam' swervin' (Black Lam' swervin')
[01:56.219] I just blew a bag on all-black Birkin (On an all-black Birkin)
[01:59.068] I think that I might be way too real of a ***** (Way too real of a *****)
[02:01.928] Ayy, he told me watch my mouth, I told him, "*****, watch your kids," huh
[02:04.750] This that rich ***** *****, if it ain't, then he ain't lookin' (He ain't lookin')
[02:07.434] You can't take my ***** from me with your cleanin' or your cookin' (Or your cookin', *****)
[02:10.211] Drive my Phantom through the hood on some ***** shit, ayy (Skrrt)
[02:12.741] You can't **** my ***** 'cause he with a rich ***** (Ah)
[02:15.946] Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
[02:18.734] You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
[02:21.700] Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
[02:24.365] Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
[02:27.239] Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
[02:30.031] I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
[02:33.094] I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
[02:36.105] I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)
[02:38.430] I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
[02:41.250] I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
[02:44.128] I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
[02:46.868] I went got the bag and now everything lit (Woo)
[02:49.725] Shit, rocks around my neck, they match the ones that's on my 'fit (Damn)
[02:53.370] Seen a girl from high school in traffic, blew her a kiss (What up?)
[02:56.015] Too rich for a broke *****, baby, nah, we don't mix
[02:58.517] I got bad ******* comin' by the twos like a Twix
[03:01.448] Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
[03:03.969] You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
[03:06.796] Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
[03:09.505] Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
[03:12.322] Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
[03:15.181] I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
[03:18.101] I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
[03:20.970] I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)
(Play me some pimpin', man)
Baby
Baby, baby, baby
Oh, baby (Baby)
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, it's Dolph
(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the **** up")
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)
Verse 1: Young Dolph
Ten toes, stayed down (Yeah), real hustlin' (Yeah)
Cut a couple *****s' water off, but still love 'em (**** 'em)
Young *****, big heart (Big), big **** (Big)
G-Wagen or the double-R, which truck?
Ball hard for the days when I didn't have it (Ayy)
She bad as a mother****er, but she still ratchet (Ayy)
Started in South Memphis, ended up in a mansion (Ayy)
Ain't no stylist needed here, crazy with the fashion (Uh-huh)
I'm just poppin' my shit, nah, I ain't braggin' (Yeah, yeah)
Pickin' up bags all in Paris (Yeah, yeah)
Flood my neck out with some carats (Uh)
My young *****s the neighborhood terrorists
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though, yeah)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion
Please don't wish me well if you used to give me hell
*****s send they last to fake it when it's free to be real, huh
Please don't come and tell me 'bout no story that you heard
This is not Sesame Street, I do not kick it with no birds, ah
Brown skin ***** in a black Lam' swervin' (Black Lam' swervin')
I just blew a bag on all-black Birkin (On an all-black Birkin)
I think that I might be way too real of a ***** (Way too real of a *****)
Ayy, he told me watch my mouth, I told him, "*****, watch your kids," huh
This that rich ***** *****, if it ain't, then he ain't lookin' (He ain't lookin')
You can't take my ***** from me with your cleanin' or your cookin' (Or your cookin', *****)
Drive my Phantom through the hood on some ***** shit, ayy (Skrrt)
You can't **** my ***** 'cause he with a rich ***** (Ah)
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Woo)
Shit, rocks around my neck, they match the ones that's on my 'fit (Damn)
Seen a girl from high school in traffic, blew her a kiss (What up?)
Too rich for a broke *****, baby, nah, we don't mix
I got bad ******* comin' by the twos like a Twix
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)