Young Dolph - Heavy n’ da Streets lyrics
[Young Dolph - Heavy n’ da Streets lyrics]
Wow, stupid wow, yeah
Wow, stupid heavy in the streets
Wow, it’s Dolph
Scream, what's happening my man
You know I had to come fuck with you
Know I'm saying it’s your boy Young Dolph man
Y’all extra stupid nigga you on everything
Know I'm saying
Empire man we in the building my nigga
Know I'm saying hit me like nigga hood rich
Yeah know I'm saying three series in on day
Just like that nigga, hood rich
Word around town they say he
Heavy in the streets
Shoutout to my nigga DJ Scream
Heavy in the streets
Heavy in the streets I guess
That's why I'm hood rich
Ain't nothin' like a good
Pussy bad hood bitch
Yo, yeah, my bitch bad designer heels big bag
Pushing up the OG in a zig Zag
On my way to see my son
Came with a couple gym bags
Make one false move and nigga
That's your shit bag (Baow)
Say that they be looking for me
Here I go it’s Dolph
Welcome y’all to Dolph world, world of a boss
Young Meme in the lab and
He produce nothing but crack
Then I roll em all up and
Smoke em bitches back to back, yeah
Uh huh it’s Dolph, Scream, Dolph
We in this bitch man
Paper wrapped mother fucking homie
Know I'm saying
Exclusive for our man we be doing this shit
You know I'm saying, had to go give it to em
They been waiting on this shit
And waiting on this shit
Know I'm saying so anything that
Boy do extra stupid know what I'm saying
Ain’t no secret 'bout it that
I'm heavy in the streets
If you wanna keep youe bitch my
Nigga keep her on a leech
Hunnid pounds of broccolI several
Pounds of collard greens
Wash my hands say my grace
Now it's time to eat
Shopping spree’s often catch me out in Boston
(Damn) polo to the floor my nigg but
I don’t do the golf
Higher than an Astronaut more money
Than your daddy got
All we burn is calI pot my
Doctor say I gotta stop
Paper Route empire bitch we run the city
On my way to the top taking
Whole south Memphis with me (South, south)
Paid to the fullest, young Ace book it
And I don’t always throw punches
Bitch I throw bullets
Just like that, Young Dolph
Welcome to Dolph world
Yeah Paper Route Empire
Squad we in the building cash stand up
South Memphis, what's happenin'
Yeah what’s good my nigga
Know what’s good my nigga
Know what I'm talking bout
See you fucking, my nigga
We don’t talk about you bitches
At the round table nigga
We wait till we get round
The motherf fucking square table
We can finally talk about you fuck niggas
(wow)
You know I'm talking bout, for real nigga
Steal money steal money count
Steal overseas swagging
Nigga still outerspace flavor bitch
(Dolph, Scream, Dolph, Dolph)
It’s heavy in the streets my nigga
Good looking big dawg yeah, it's Dolph
Wow, stupid heavy in the streets
Wow, it’s Dolph
Scream, what's happening my man
You know I had to come fuck with you
Know I'm saying it’s your boy Young Dolph man
Y’all extra stupid nigga you on everything
Know I'm saying
Empire man we in the building my nigga
Know I'm saying hit me like nigga hood rich
Yeah know I'm saying three series in on day
Just like that nigga, hood rich
Word around town they say he
Heavy in the streets
Shoutout to my nigga DJ Scream
Heavy in the streets
Heavy in the streets I guess
That's why I'm hood rich
Ain't nothin' like a good
Pussy bad hood bitch
Yo, yeah, my bitch bad designer heels big bag
Pushing up the OG in a zig Zag
On my way to see my son
Came with a couple gym bags
Make one false move and nigga
That's your shit bag (Baow)
Say that they be looking for me
Here I go it’s Dolph
Welcome y’all to Dolph world, world of a boss
Young Meme in the lab and
He produce nothing but crack
Then I roll em all up and
Smoke em bitches back to back, yeah
Uh huh it’s Dolph, Scream, Dolph
We in this bitch man
Paper wrapped mother fucking homie
Know I'm saying
Exclusive for our man we be doing this shit
You know I'm saying, had to go give it to em
They been waiting on this shit
And waiting on this shit
Know I'm saying so anything that
Boy do extra stupid know what I'm saying
Ain’t no secret 'bout it that
I'm heavy in the streets
If you wanna keep youe bitch my
Nigga keep her on a leech
Hunnid pounds of broccolI several
Pounds of collard greens
Wash my hands say my grace
Now it's time to eat
Shopping spree’s often catch me out in Boston
(Damn) polo to the floor my nigg but
I don’t do the golf
Higher than an Astronaut more money
Than your daddy got
All we burn is calI pot my
Doctor say I gotta stop
Paper Route empire bitch we run the city
On my way to the top taking
Whole south Memphis with me (South, south)
Paid to the fullest, young Ace book it
And I don’t always throw punches
Bitch I throw bullets
Just like that, Young Dolph
Welcome to Dolph world
Yeah Paper Route Empire
Squad we in the building cash stand up
South Memphis, what's happenin'
Yeah what’s good my nigga
Know what’s good my nigga
Know what I'm talking bout
See you fucking, my nigga
We don’t talk about you bitches
At the round table nigga
We wait till we get round
The motherf fucking square table
We can finally talk about you fuck niggas
(wow)
You know I'm talking bout, for real nigga
Steal money steal money count
Steal overseas swagging
Nigga still outerspace flavor bitch
(Dolph, Scream, Dolph, Dolph)
It’s heavy in the streets my nigga
Good looking big dawg yeah, it's Dolph