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get em off - paperroute woo & young dolph lyrics

[intro: young dolph]
i woke up and looked in the mirror (let the bandplay)
said “dolph, you that n*gga”

[chorus: young dolph]
in competition with myself and that sh*t crazy, dog (d*mn)
my pyruth blood n*gga be like “that sh*t brazy, dog” (d*mn)
drunk a eight of wock*wock, my eyelids gettin’ lazy, dog (d*mn)
every four, five months cop another mercedes, dog (d*mn)
on some three 6 sh*t, ’cause all i know is break the law (d*mn)
mane, y’all talk and act like b*tches, who the f*ck raisin’ y’all? (d*mn)
got sixty of ’em in a box, pass me that razor, dog (d*mn)
bust ’em open, go to the ‘partments, and i get ’em off (yeah)

[verse 1: young dolph]
my lil’ n*gga just hit me, said he wanna get ’em all (okay)
told ’em pull up, i was ’bout to leavе and go to the mall (pull up)
black trappin*ass n*gga before snowfall (who that?)
fivе spots, movin’ bags, no blow, dog (it’s dolph)
in the projects goin’ crazy, strapped like o*dog (yeah)
they gram my house like caine (yeah)
i could’ve bought another lambo, but i bought a chain (what?)
i took some trap money to magic city and made it rain (hold up)
don’t put my name in a sentence with theirs, them n*ggas lame (for real, though)
on the island drinkin’ wock’ and she drinkin’ champagne (yah)
i hit the ground, runnin’, hustlin’, but never complained (uh*uh)
i came from sh*t, ran it all the way up, but didn’t changed (paper route frank)
yeah, yeah
[chorus: young dolph]
in competition with myself and that sh*t crazy, dog (d*mn)
my pyruth blood n*gga be like “that sh*t brazy, dog” (d*mn)
drunk a eight of wock*wock, my eyelids gettin’ lazy, dog (d*mn)
every four, five months cop another mercedes, dog (d*mn)
on some three 6 sh*t, ’cause all i know is break the law (d*mn)
mane, y’all talk and act like b*tches, who the f*ck raisin’ y’all? (d*mn)
got sixty of ’em in a box, pass me that razor, dog (d*mn)
bust ’em open, go to the ‘partments, and i get ’em off (yah)

[verse 2: paperroute woo]
yeah, uh, uh, yeah (yup)
soon as the box land, slide get the n*ggas, already know what’s up (know what’s up)
never spend the same amount with the plug (uh*uh)
every time a n*gga double up (double up)
sippin’ triss’ out a double cup (a double cup)
you gon’ fold n*gga, you gon’ suffer up (suffer up)
drive the foreign like a h*llcat (skrrt)
n*gga, h*ll nah, i ain’t gon’ f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
feel the safest in the trap, n*gga (trap)
yeah, that’s where i’m the most comfortable (most comfortable)
f*ck 12, why they come for us? (come for us)
gettin’ rich as f*ck, eatin’ luxurious (eatin’ luxurious)
independent, no major label (uh*uh)
mane, these n*ggas can’t f*ck with us (f*ck with us)
4*80, now the real ridin’, block from inglewood, back to memphis, home (slatt)
n*gga broke as h*ll, every time they see a n*gga hollerin’ out “gimme some” (gimme some)
better learn how to hustle, n*gga (hustle)
’cause ain’t no n*gga gon’ give you nothin’ (give you nothin’)
if you up, i’ma up a bigger gun (a bigger gun)
lil’ woo, yeah, baby [?]
uh
[chorus: young dolph]
in competition with myself and that sh*t crazy, dog (d*mn)
my pyruth blood n*gga be like “that sh*t brazy, dog” (d*mn)
drunk a eight of wock*wock, my eyelids gettin’ lazy, dog (d*mn)
every four, five months cop another mercedes, dog (d*mn)
on some three 6 sh*t, ’cause all i know is break the law (d*mn)
mane, y’all talk and act like b*tches, who the f*ck raisin’ y’all? (d*mn)
got sixty of ’em in a box, pass me that razor, dog (d*mn)
bust ’em open, go to the ‘partments, and i get ’em off

- paperroute woo young dolph lyrics

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