Young Dolph - Drop It On The Scale lyrics
[Young Dolph - Drop It On The Scale lyrics]
I got peas in the house, coupe in the front yard
Nosey ass old lady next door, she lookin' hard
Stuffin' trees in the zip-loc, cause I'm over there whippin' hard
Weighin' peas on the scale while I'm taking phone calls
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Get a pack in, shit I might as well
Kill for my niggas, shit fuck yeah
Be a betterman I'll show you how to be a player
We don't count that money no mo', we drop it on the scale
One day we gone be rich, that's what I told my boy LaTrel
Nowadays I fuck bad bitches at big boy hotels
Before this rap shit, I was always everywhere
Fuck this music, I can make a million off a scale
They comin' in and goin out, got yo bitch takin' shots ass naked, showin' out
In my spot countin' paper, nigga that's that paper route
I'm the-I'm the Go and meet, So what the fuck the hatin' bout
I got peas in the house, coupe in the front yard
Nosey ass old lady next door, she lookin' hard
Stuffin' trees in the zip-loc, cause I'm over there whippin' hard
Weighin' peas on the scale while I'm taking phone calls
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
What's that fuckin' smell (LOUD), Roll it up nigga, then I put it in the air
Nigga act like you know I got this shit for sale
What the fuck you mean my nigga, you can look at me and tell, you can look at me need tell
Give a fuck about a nigga, Give a fuck about a bitch
You know what up with me my nig, I'm on that castalia shit
Since I started this shit, dogg I been the CEO
But you damn right, Hell yea I fuck with Daddy-O
I got a pocket full of money, I got a strong smoke sack
I got yo bitch on my dick, I got the city on my back
Got a stupid ass toy, and that bitch hold a hunna
JUST LIKE MY TOY, FUCK NIGGA I'm A HUNNA!
I got peas in the house, coupe in the front yard
Nosey ass old lady next door, she lookin' hard
Stuffin' trees in the zip-loc, cause I'm over there whippin' hard
Weighin' peas on the scale while I'm taking phone calls
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Nosey ass old lady next door, she lookin' hard
Stuffin' trees in the zip-loc, cause I'm over there whippin' hard
Weighin' peas on the scale while I'm taking phone calls
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Get a pack in, shit I might as well
Kill for my niggas, shit fuck yeah
Be a betterman I'll show you how to be a player
We don't count that money no mo', we drop it on the scale
One day we gone be rich, that's what I told my boy LaTrel
Nowadays I fuck bad bitches at big boy hotels
Before this rap shit, I was always everywhere
Fuck this music, I can make a million off a scale
They comin' in and goin out, got yo bitch takin' shots ass naked, showin' out
In my spot countin' paper, nigga that's that paper route
I'm the-I'm the Go and meet, So what the fuck the hatin' bout
I got peas in the house, coupe in the front yard
Nosey ass old lady next door, she lookin' hard
Stuffin' trees in the zip-loc, cause I'm over there whippin' hard
Weighin' peas on the scale while I'm taking phone calls
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
What's that fuckin' smell (LOUD), Roll it up nigga, then I put it in the air
Nigga act like you know I got this shit for sale
What the fuck you mean my nigga, you can look at me and tell, you can look at me need tell
Give a fuck about a nigga, Give a fuck about a bitch
You know what up with me my nig, I'm on that castalia shit
Since I started this shit, dogg I been the CEO
But you damn right, Hell yea I fuck with Daddy-O
I got a pocket full of money, I got a strong smoke sack
I got yo bitch on my dick, I got the city on my back
Got a stupid ass toy, and that bitch hold a hunna
JUST LIKE MY TOY, FUCK NIGGA I'm A HUNNA!
I got peas in the house, coupe in the front yard
Nosey ass old lady next door, she lookin' hard
Stuffin' trees in the zip-loc, cause I'm over there whippin' hard
Weighin' peas on the scale while I'm taking phone calls
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!
Drop it on the scale!