uh huh ayy what up its dolph i do this shit for real my nigga that two seater fully loaded this swisher sweet fully loaded this wrist piece fully loaded so this four five fully loaded them young niggas i cant control em pull up with a thirty thousand dollar motor eyes low cause i m never sober cause im a mud drinker and a strong smoker got a little bitch that get money out pure passion and strokers my old head nigga said you get too much money young nigga stay focused had an out of state plug when i was nineteen nigga so i aint ever been local jumped in this rap game spent a little bit of change brought the streets with me now its time to take over thats that paper route empire shit got a white girl that like to twerk and she on that miley cyrus shit dont need no pen dont need no paper just give me a track and ill demolish it im on the other side of the country with fifty ps in my closet bitch i have the bread in the house in the bed in the couch i came up with a multi million dollar plan at the house i don t trust these hoes so i dont get head at the house i just woke up out a nightmare fucking feds ran in the house press up cds at the house weighing ps at the house hell nah i aint never had no keys at the house lotta pistols a hundred thousand dollar wardrobe at the house fresh as fuck and strapped up every time i leave the house  i got no cable at the house just plenty paper at the house i aint talking hoes when i say i got flavors at the house stack my paper to the ceiling went and bought mama a house said mama do me a favor and keep yo ass up out the south now mama waving at her white neighbors just chillin at the house but daddy just like me that nigga still running in and out what you doing in the hood dad young nigga watch your mouth my mama just called me tipsy say she brought me in and shell take me out godamn what the fuck yeah im still dealin with this daddy just like me south memphis nigga thats real nigga shit hood nigga run through a couple hundred bands while im eating on a box of popeyes im connected like wi fi nigga thats why i have the bread in the house in the bed in the couch i came up with a multi million dollar plan at the house i don t trust these hoes so i dont get head at the house i just woke up out a nightmare fucking feds ran in the house press up cds at the house weighing ps at the house hell nah i aint never had no keys at the house lotta pistols a hundred thousand dollar wardrobe at the house fresh as fuck and strapped up every time i leave the house 3