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Young Dolph, 2 Chainz - Beep Beep (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dolph
Young Dolph
Vocals
2 Chainz
2 Chainz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adolph Thornton Jr.
Adolph Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
Tauheed K. Epps
Tauheed K. Epps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Squeeky
Squeeky
Producer
Peezy
Peezy
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Songteksten

Yeah Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn) Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh) Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your blunt?" Ain't ho (my bad, baby) Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up) Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep) Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (ha) I just ordered 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong) Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo) Heart of the streets like PJ Buddy, ballin' just like Baby (get your roll on) Trappin' in Magnolia like Soulja Slim, the streets made me (you heard me) No cater mud, I don't drink green, we only pour up purple (Wock' Wock') Take lil' rainbow dude back to jail and give us C-Murda Gettin' high like three-six but like 'Ball & 'G, I might pimp your bitch (SpaceX) Signed myself, ran up forty million, I betcha can't do it like this (no) I own all my masters and own all my whips, excuse me, let me take a shit (excuse me) I like 'em slim and 'em thick, yeah, but they all like me 'cause I'm rich, yeah (who? Me) Real as get, yeah, she mine, so she forever lit, yeah Taught her how to hold the stick (30) Pour a four in the six (dirty) She on her phone, takin' pics (uh) Us and them don't mix (nah) Different type on different time, it's the Chrome Hearts with the Ricks Yeah Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn) Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh) Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your blunt?" Ain't ho (my bad, baby) Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up) Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep) Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (ha) I just ordered 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong) Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo) Calibrate my scale, I stack them packs on packs on packs, though First Maybach I got, I usually enter through the backdoor (door) And you know my style some gotta be rolled, I had that crack rolled I remember me and Dolph at Vinny's eatin' crab rolls Runnin' up a check (check), Audemars baguette ('guette) You ain't rich unless you put your mama on a jet (you talkin' shit now) Okay, that's a bet (okay), parked it in the street (okay) 14 cars, man, you niggas too weak Foreigns on the bando (bando) No light, just a candle (mm) Couple drinks, put her in the loop like a sample (ooh) Napkin on my lap, I'm squeezin' lemon on my lobster (lobster) I might sip some Wock' tonight, damn, I miss my partner Yeah Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn) Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh) Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your blunt?" Ain't ho (my bad, baby) Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up) Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep) Pussy ass nigga, your momma had a girl when you were born (ha) I just ordered 50, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong) Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo) Yeah
Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Adolph Thornton, Ivy Hayward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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