On the River by Young Dolph
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)
Album : Gelato
Genre : Hip Hop
Released : 2017
Pretty white *** sniffin’ ***
My trap house live like the “Soul Train”
I had a dream when I was a young *** (me too)
Bad ***
Young live money, big pound of *** in that ***
Gang gang, yeah
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
*** so good, I don’t wanna pass (whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your *** look like “Thriller” (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
***’ with the realest, don’t know a *** realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, *** her on the river (huh)
Syrup sipper, and she *** with that liquor (yeah)
Took her out to eat, *** her on the river (yeah)
She started with me first, pulling on my zipper (yeah)
She thick-ilicious, so you know I had to hit her
God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn’t kiss her (no)
I’m from Memphis you know I thought about pimping (yup)
G’s up hoes down
I might break a *** like I break down a pound
Want the work for cheap jump on a plane go out of town
Yeah you see that boy solid make that *** stay from round
All I wanna do is count money lay up with my lil’ ***
Rich niggas ain’t dumb, dumb niggas ain’t rich
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
*** so good, I don’t wanna pass (whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your *** look like “Thriller” (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
***’ with the realest, don’t know a *** realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, *** her on the river (huh)
All I smoke is killer (strong)
Gotta shout out Killer (hey)
See me in the club I be standing next to killers (woah)
Got a crib in Cali so my car ain’t got no ceilings (drop?)
Smellin’ like that KK when I walk into the building (hey, hey!)
Thankful, tryna get another million (racks)
Get jammed up he gon’ sing like Bryson Tiller (damn)
Garage look like the *** (haha)
Got ’em look familiar (who is you?)
Plus I rep them Steelers (yeah)
Don’t care what the bill is (aha!)
Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all
I met the *** on the first night she gon’ try it all
Lie for bad for a *** cause he keep tryna call
Got a Rover at my crib, she’ll be back to you tomorrow
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
*** so good, I don’t wanna pass (whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your *** look like “Thriller” (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
***’ with the realest, don’t know a *** realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, *** her on the river (huh)