"DØN DØLLA" lyrics
"DØN DØLLA"
I'm a real Don Dølla, I get you whacked, I don't post no fuckin' guns
I got real partners, stomach touch they back, been at it for months
I got real problems, my bitch tryna' leave every time I cheat
She a tear-dropper, I'm a pill-popper, and I'm a sleaze
I'm a real dølla, Saks Fifth shopper, shopping sprees on a weekday
But I could fuck a ho off Applebee's, that's a cheap date
I recorded a ho fucking me and let her keep the tape
I went to war with the ho in the sheets like it's the D-Day
I got that bag on my own like I'm Lil Weezy, I Go DJ
I'm tryna' come to ya' home and make you stand on that shit you be tweeting
We selling water boy, we got the Georgia Dome beating
I'm finna short this boy, I'm finna take his dope too easy
I'm 'bout to pick my finest shit up and make her eat it
I'm in that big body Benz truck, it's blacker than than p3ezy
I can't let nobody get my love and I mean it
We went the orange guts, had the Savannah bitches tweakin'
We went to New York, we was just out there fashion weekend
We with some shooters, they need a pastor, they need a deacon
We with some shooters, we need a pastor, we with some demons
He is a loser, he need to pass the bitch, why he tweakin'?
He is a loser, he need to pass the bitch, can't afford her
I need some water, I need your daughter
Walk in this bitch and I'm fresh as the phønk, finna roll up me a whole quarter
Pussy ass nigga you cannot keep up, I got horses all over my Porsches
Porsche 911 speed, I'll torch him
Horses on my Ferrari, it's big brother
Choices, I went and took them risks with that cutter
(King phønk)
(Øway)
I'm a real Don Dølla, I get you whacked, I don't post no fuckin' guns
I got real partners, stomach touch they back, been at it for months
I got real problems, my bitch tryna' leave every time I cheat
She a tear-dropper, I'm a pill-popper, and I'm a sleaze
I'm a real dølla, Saks Fifth shopper, shopping sprees on a weekday
But I could fuck a ho off Applebee's, that's a cheap date
I recorded a ho fucking me and let her keep the tape
I went to war with the ho in the sheets like it's the D-Day
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