Drakeo The Ruler, Ralfy the Plug - Pole Dancer lyrics

[Drakeo The Ruler, Ralfy the Plug - Pole Dancer lyrics]

It's the rudest, it's the Ruler
In the booth with twenty thousand
The kicks from the Draco
Split medulla oblongatas
Ten chains, I'm a gold member
I'm Austin Powers disgusted and musty
I really should bathe in money
(Damn, like that, Joog?)
Chrome Hearts diamonds roll bounce
Like Fiji water phineas and Ferb got a mop
Don't be speaking on me
Get to spelling alphabets in this
Bitch like I'm Keke Palmer
F&Ns knocking trees down, you must be Goliath
I just put a switch on a switch, I'm wavy
Baby voodoo, we cutting heads off
Like crazy Haitians
Mae Ling taking me shopping
Rich Crazy Asians
Sidekick, I keep fivе pit's
When I'm reckless aiming
Hollow tips cut thе loose ends
You play in my head an opp mad
I seen him clocking out at Build-A-Bear
I saved California rap
You can thank me later we put Jack in a box
Turned his ass to a Baconator

I'm way too cool for this shit
I'm way too rude for this bitch
A payment, my shooters not your friends
Boy, don't make me have to do this again
Boy, we just made a nigga strip
He's a pole dancer
Chopper make a nigga flip
Get his phone after
Flu flamming on the road, I'm a store cracker
Cash money, bling, bling
Diamonds roll bouncing
Man, I'm way too cool for this shit
I'm way too rude for this bitch
A payment, my shooters not your friends
Boy, don't make me have to do this again
Boy, we just made a nigga strip

Tear it all off, nigga, strip
Don't tease me now i got a nigga bitch in my
DM tryna please me now
It's a lot of fag bitches that
Wishing they would've keep me 'round
Remember them days when I was
Riding through Ling Ling town
Niggas thought money was gon' make us humble
We gon' keep on wilding
She gave me all her money
'cause she believe my talent
It's nothing else you can do for
Me except boost my salary
All this free money, you still broke
That's wild to me
You couldn't have spent a lot on that chain
That's a cloudy piece
Nigga said we was beefing
Just sound like good eats
Ralfy pharmaceutical
Got plenty of gallons of good lean
I like a bitch that give me
Money that don't got no needs
He was playing games, I was getting money
I ain't had no weeds
All the bitches know the
Drill with coach Ralfy, down on your knees
Can't make LA look good
I'm proud to be a Stinc
I'm taking all her money 'cause
Her nickname's challenging me, the Plug

I'm way too cool for this shit
I'm way too rude for this bitch
A payment, my shooters not your friends
Boy, don't make me have to do this again
Boy, we just made a nigga strip
He's a pole dancer
Chopper make a nigga flip
Get his phone after
Flu flamming on the road, I'm a store cracker
Cash money, bling, bling
Diamonds roll bouncing
Man, I'm way too cool for this shit
I'm way too rude for this bitch
A payment, my shooters not your friends
Boy, don't make me have to do this again
Boy, we just made a nigga strip

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