Young Dolph, 2 Chainz - Beep Beep lyrics

Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (Damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll
(O oh) bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph
Can I hit your blunt?"
Ain't ho (My bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Fabo
(Geeked up) mobbin' in a foreign
I see a hater and honk my horn (Beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga
Your mama had a girl when you were born (Ha)
I just ordered a fifty
They gon' be here in the mornin' (Strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock'
Can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin'
(Woo)

Heart of the streets like PJ Buddy
Ballin' just like Baby (Get your roll on)
Trappin' in Magnolia like Soulja Slim
The streets made me (You heard me)
No cater mud, I don't drink green
We only pour up purple (Wock' Wock')
Take lil' rainbow dude back to
Jail and give us C-Murda
Gettin' high like three-six but
Like 'Ball & 'G, i might pimp your bitch
(SpaceX)
Signed myself, ran up forty million
I betcha can't do it like this (No)
I own all my masters and own
All my whips, excuse me, let me take a shit
(Excuse me)
I like 'em slim and 'em thick, yeah, but
They all like me 'cause I'm rich, yeah
(Who? Me) real as get, yeah
She mine, so she forever lit, yeah
Taught her how to hold the stick (Thirty)
Pour a four in the six (Dirty)
She on her phone, takin' pics (Uh)
Us and them don't mix (Nah)
Different type on different time
It's the Chrome Hearts with the Ricks

Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (Damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll
(O oh) bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph
Can I hit your blunt?"
Ain't ho (My bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Fabo
(Geeked up) mobbin' in a foreign
I see a hater and honk my horn (Beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga
Your mama had a girl when you were born (Ha)
I just ordered a fifty
They gon' be here in the mornin' (Strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock'
Can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin'
(Woo)

Calibrate my scale, I stack them
Packs on packs on packs, though
First Maybach I got
I usually enter through the backdoor (Door)
And you know my style some gotta be rolled
I had that crack rolled
I remember me and Dolph at
Vinny's eatin' crab rolls
Runnin' up a check (Check)
Audmars baguette (Baguette)
You ain't rich unless you put
Your mama on a jet (You talkin' shit now)
Okay, that's a bet (Okay)
Parked it in the street (Okay)
Fourteen cars, man, you niggas too weak
Foreigns on the bando (Bando)
No light, just a candle (Mm) couple drinks
Put her in the loop like a sample (O oh)
Napkin on my lap
I'm squeezin' lemon on my lobster (Lobster)
I might sip some Wock' tonight, damn
I miss my partner

Yeah
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (Damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll
(O oh) bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph
Can I hit your blunt?"
Ain't ho (My bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Fabo
(Geeked up) mobbin' in a foreign
I see a hater and honk my horn (Beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga
Your mama had a girl when you were born (Ha)
I just ordered a fifty
They gon' be here in the mornin' (Strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock'
Can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin'
(Woo) yeah