Young Dolph - How Could lyrics

(Zaytoven) uh huh
Real nigga shit
Ayy, light that weed up, bruh
Give me some rubber bands
What's poppin', lil' mama?

How could a bitch so bad pussy be so good?
(So good)
How could a million dollar nigga be so hood?
(It's Dolph) all that ass she got, that's
Why she walk like that, yeah
All this cash I got
That's why I talk like that
Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking
(Ayy, ayy) two hundred in my skinnies
You know how I'm rockin' (Racks)
She signed for it and called and
Told me that she got 'em (Ha ha ha)
That's my trap bitch, she just
Want some red bottoms, uh

Bought a Rolls-Royce just to smoke kush in it
(Damn) this carbine one-five got a
Hundred bullets in it
She bad and she paid (yeah)
That's my kind of bitch (What up?)
These niggas counterfeit (They fake)
My old-school sick (Stupid)
My bitch too thick (Woo)
Your bitch look like
A motherfuckin' toothpick (Ha ha ha)
I just poured up a four and
Poured some out for Pimp (RIP pimp C)
I took this South Memphis shit
And I went worldwide (Hey)
I smashed her for thirty minutes
Then told her open wide (Take that)
If you 'bout paper, then let's get it
'cause so am I
Multi-million dollar nigga smokin' blunts
On the block
Remember we ain't have shit, but grandma
She did her best
From the projects to private jets
Pickin' up check after check
Wanna know what a hundred thou' look
Like? Just look at my neck (Woo)
I'm drillin' your bitch from the back
And still got on my Rolex (Uh)
In the club passin' bitches
Out bottles of Moët (Hah)

How could a bitch so bad pussy be so good?
(So good)
How could a million dollar nigga be so hood?
(It's Dolph) all that ass she got, that's
Why she walk like that, yeah
All this cash I got
That's why I talk like that
Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking
(Ayy, ayy) two hundred in my skinnies
You know how I'm rockin' (Racks)
She signed for it and called and
Told me that she got 'em (Ha ha ha)
That's my trap bitch, she just
Want some red bottoms, uh

Skinny nigga, big bank
My auntie walked up in my
Spot and she said, "Boy, this shit stank"
(Damn) i got pills, I got drank
Called your bitch up and got laid
Called the plug up and got paid
Got a four hundred thousand dollar
Coupe parked outside in valet
I got a hundred dollar taper fade
I pour lean in my lemonade
Ain't no tellin' what a nigga might do
(Uh, huh) get too close to me
Then my lil' niggas might shoot
(Paper Route Business)
Lil' nigga stay fly like I
Went to flight school
I'm livin' the life, I'm livin' the life full
(Life full) , ayy
This is my life, this is my life, ooh
(Life, ooh) twenty-five hundred for a pair
Of tennis shoes my bitch went shoppin'
Bought me a chopper and some Jimmy Choo

How could a bitch so bad pussy be so good?
(So good)
How could a million dollar nigga be so hood?
(It's Dolph) all that ass she got, that's
Why she walk like that, yeah
All this cash I got
That's why I talk like that
Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking
(Ayy, ayy) two hundred in my skinnies
You know how I'm rockin' (Racks)
She signed for it and called and
Told me that she got 'em (Ha ha ha)
That's my trap bitch, she just
Want some red bottoms, uh