that work - dylie dollas lyrics
[intro * dylie dolla$]
squad!
jersey (dylie dolla$)
jersey
[dylie dolla$]
i’m at the party getting twerk why she stick her tongue out
she a party p**per, i tell her to get the f*ck out
a little too lit for this sh*t and you bug out
she got a man and let me hit, she’s the dumbest b*tch
when i was 15 i had a shotgun and the flyest whip
now i’m 18 and driving in some hotter sh*t
it’s zoowap and dylie dolla$ with new jersey’s hottest
if you don’t see it now later you’re gonna see we poppin’
i ain’t never drop out my family show me love
hundred thousand on my wrist i be feeling like a boss
i lost a lot of good things that’s in the past though
i moved on that’s why i keep them in the past for
i hit the mall and i ball like i’m 2*3
it’s the little g’s on my feet feeling so fleek
reppin dylie dolla$ and that’s o*e
i rent a room i booked it for a whole week
when she give me head it feel like she have no t**th
and when she throw it back she love it when i go deep (uh huh)
i go crazy with your b*tch, we be counting all these bands though
i’m bagging pounds with my bro, that’s in the bando
once she see a couple bands, she gonna wap through
if i’m with my boy then he getting top too
i got insurance for my wrist and it’s geico
i hit the dance on your b*tch she call me michael
it’s that 973 sh*t, so i had to get wap on this remix
what you know about knocks on the main ave
i got pulled over once i had like 8 bags
but i got away that sh*t feel like yesterday
where i’m from you gotta hide when you’re smoking weed
pull the l out and light a black when you see the d
they out 24 hours like micky d’s
rest in peace to my bro i know he missing me
but the good die young so it’s history
i’m gonna make it for him just like he would do for me
rest in peace you know a n*gga miss you
but you’re gone right now and that’s the issue
it’s been 10 years and i still miss you
wish i could take you back anything to get you back
[fetty wap]
squad
zoowap in the bando (zoo zoo)
dylie dolla$ (aye)
started at 22nd i’m from harlem
number one like i’m d*rose, i be scorin’
all net with them free throws chris paulin’
old school sittin’ on chance mike jordan
remy boyz big zoowap goin’ all in
bad b*tch i’m f*ckin’ her good i give her all d*ck
all these n*ggas some p*ssy ’cause they all wet
my boys gettin’ that gwap ’cause we all flip
my boys pull out big knots ’cause we all rich
my boys pull out big glocks get you all hit
my boys givin’ them shots like they all sick
remy boyz we popped up they like aww sh*t
we get lit up in this motherf*cker
we can move a couple bricks in this motherf*cker (uh!)
get you hit up in this motherf*cker
catch a lid up in this motherf*cker
big zoowap from the bando (aye aye yeah baby)
i can go anywhere the bands go (aye aye yeah baby)
i can do anything the bands do (aye aye yeah baby)
i don’t wear no d*mn shoes (aye aye yeah baby)
dylie dolla$ and zoowap
everywhere we go we making it too hot
pull up on you in two drops
pull out 40 dollars at your eyes for two shots (aye)
[outro * fetty wap]
zoowap
dylie dolla$
pop my collar
couple bands make her (squad!)
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