Dorrough Album

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[Intro:]
Haha, Dorrough I got somethin' on my mind, homie
Get big [x8]
Now, it's Dorrough music
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Ha, Dorrough let's go and do this thing man. You ready?

[Chorus]
Wh-wh-what you got a dollar in yo' pocket,
A 20 in yo' wallet,
See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it
Get big [x4]
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Get big [x4]

[V1:]
Say, hu-hu-hundreds, fifties, bitch I don't exaggerate,
This a game for ballers only ballers can participate,
All these niggas frontin' throwin' money like they paper long,
European diamonds throwin' money now they paper gone,
Idiot, wh-wh-what are you,
Coach we need a W,
And this nigga game suck,
I think it's time to substitute,
Them ain't really diamonds in your ear somebody hustled you,
Takin' all your revenue,
Boy you don't know what to do,
Ha say you wit a double hustle yo' fees,
Oh broke ass rass,
Ain't, gotta nuff cheese,
And you out here lookin' phony tryna stunt like me,
Nigga please, oh broke ass nigga.

[Chorus]
What you got a dollar in yo' pocket,
A 20 in yo' wallet,
See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it
Get big [x4]
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Get big [x4]

[V2:]
See money I can't talk about,
Bitch I'm 'bout to run the South,
Walk away yo' city in my Dallas Texas finny count (?),
I'll be gettin' money from you bitches what you talkin' 'bout,
Spendin' all yo money on these bitches what is that about,
Ugly, st-stupid ass,
I'll be makin' stupid cash,
Just pay real attention like them niggas in a stupid class,
Watch me youngsters, motherfuckin monster,
Pl-playin' with this paper like I'm playin' in a dumpster,
Yo' baby mama payin' all yo' bills, you'z a busta,
Even though she workin' 9 to 5 she still a hustla,
Yeah that means she's runnin' thangs,
While you out here lookin' lame,
Damn, what a shame, oh broke ass n*gga.

[Chorus]
What you got a dollar in yo' pocket,
A 20 in yo' wallet,
See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it
Get big [x4]
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Get big [x4]

[V3:]
Lil mama know I'm in her city,
And I'm out here lookin' pretty,
Gettin' money 'till it's silly,
I'm just out her on my diddy,
What she say (ha-ha, she like),
Yeah he did that,
Oh girl, yeah I like the way he did that,
Girl you know I'm greedy,
Touchy touchy feely feely,
First I stem her like the kitty,
Then I hit her with this willy,
What she say (yeah buddy, she like)
Yeah he did that,
Oh girl, yeah I like the way he did that
Get big [x9]
Get me
Now, it's Dorrough, music (get big)

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Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up

Say, I admit I got a hood bitch fetish
Lil' mama got a tat and a ring on her belly
I love the way she dance, I love the way she walk
She from the Triple B, I can hear her when she talk

Yeah, she from the hood, but she sure got class
She ain't really got titties, but she sure got ass
Money ain't a thang, lil' mama get it in
Tired of sayin' independent, but she sure got cash

She be doin' her, everybody heard
Hood hair styles makin' everybody stare
She ain't tryna be a model, but she shaped like a bottle
Put lil' mama on a flier, have everybody there

So I'ma get it goin', get it goin', get it goin'
Take her to the spot so I can hit her with this midget arm
See I was star born, you can call me born star
I be fuckin' ho's like a full time porn star

Yeah, I got a hood bitch fetish
I don't want her number unless she hood bitch ready
Gettin' money, still off in the hood heavy
I'm addicted, I can't help it, I got a hood bitch fetish

Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up

To the back, back, bag it up, tat, tat, tat it up
She's a 5-star, I don't know a bitch as bad as her
Jazzy and she sassy, but she ratchet at the same time
Purse gon' match her shoes, she be crushin' ho's every time

Toes on point, and her nails gon' be proper
And her fit gone be exclusive, can't any ho stop her
And her weave gon' look real even though it ain't real
'Cause it cost a lil' money, she stuntin' in them heels

And her jeans cut low, and her walk's so mean
And her lips so serious, and her house stay clean
She can walk that walk and she can talk that talk
I'm yo Gotti, I just wanna break that off

Yeah, I got a hood bitch fetish
I don't want her number unless she hood bitch ready
Gettin' money still off in the hood heavy
I'm addicted, I can't help it, I got a hood bitch fetish

Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up

I got four in the crib, a couple of 'em in the throne
I love hood chicks 'cause they don't never get old
Find a Louisiana chick, she a-slap a bitch silly
Big, fine, pretty at the Bayou Port City

I always keep a hood bitch, 'cause they don't never get bored
Like my H-town chick, took her from the 5th Ward
I ain't got a break her off, 'cause she got her own dough
Like my ATL chick representin' Zone 4

Ms. Thick Country, yeah she from the country
Top notch ho's scattered out across the country
Everywhere I go, I keep a hood bitch around me
Can't wait to see Melissa, she from Duval County

I got a stripper bitch, I call her Ms. Showbiz
'Cause she keep a lotta money takin' care of four kids
Even got a bitch in NY from the Bronx
From the Bay to the Chi to the D to the funk

Yeah, I got a hood bitch fetish
I don't want her number unless she hood bitch ready
Gettin' money still off in the hood heavy
I'm addicted, I can't help it, I got a hood bitch fetish

Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up
Tattoo, weaves up, tattoo, weaves up

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