Sit Still

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Young Dolph - Rap, Hardcore Rap

Sit Still

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[Intro] Ayyy, Dolph Uh uh uh uh Dolph, Dolph, Dolph [Chorus] I'm always on the run, I can't never sit still (never sit still) Fuck sitting still, man I'm tryna get a mill (tryna get a mill) I'm on the chirp negotiating, not a record deal (nope) Money over bitches, homie, that's just how I feel (I feel) This shit I'm smoking on hitting harder than Holyfield (Holyfield) Walk up in my house, look like a gun show at the crib (uh) Plenty pistols, plenty charlie that's just how I live (I live) Everybody want me, I can't never sit still (I can't never sit still) [Verse 1] My mama say I smoke too much and take too many trips (trips) She always fussing at me, till I break her off some grip (grip) I'm in the hood smoking out the pound, sеlling zips (zips) Keep that purple on me, you might think that I was crip (crip) Closet full of еxclusive shit, I'm always going shopping tho (uh) Paid in full businessman, but I don't tote a wallet tho These Guccis I just bought [?] ones I'm rocking tho (uh) Riding in the Kia, got a Jag in my pocket though (yeah) Louie frames, Luie sneakers with the Luie beanie (beanie) This a hood classic, shout out to my nigga Bilini (Bilini) Still fuck with that ratchet nigga and that nigga Bubba (Bubba) The streets requested for me, now these niggas got trouble Dolph [Chorus] I'm always on the run, I can't never sit still (never sit still) Fuck sitting still, man I'm tryna get a mill (tryna get a mill) I'm on the chrip negotiating, not a record deal (nope) Money over bitches, homie, that's just how I feel (I feel) This shit I'm smoking on hitting harder than Holyfield (Holyfield) Walk up in my house, look like a gun show at the crib (uh) Plenty pistols, plenty charlie that's just how I live (I live) Everybody want me, I can't never sit still (I can't never sit still) [Verse 2] You say your nigga who? Girl, your nigga ain't shit (shit) You say your bitch who? Dawg, your girl ain't shit (shit) I drop my bruv brotha off at school about 6 (6) I sent his ass home, they say it's left wrist sick (sick) South Memphis to the Chi, just touched down (down) I'm downtown shopping, looking for a bust down (uh) I'm headed to the southside, to go holla at cuh (what up, cuh) We went down in the basement, smoked half an ounce of bud (bud) I told cuh look dog you know I'm down in Memphis (Memphis) Before I leave this bitch, I gotta have some Harold's chicken (uh) Expensive ass nigga, rock expensive ass breeches (uh) I don't fuck with ducks, I fuck expensive ass bitches Dolph [Chorus] I'm always on the run, I can't never sit still (never sit still) Fuck sitting still, man I'm tryna get a mill (tryna get a mill) I'm on the chirp negotiating, not a record deal (nope) Money over bitches, homie, that's just how I feel (I feel) This shit I'm smoking on hitting harder than Holyfield (Holyfield) Walk up in my house, look like a gun show at the crib (uh) Plenty pistols, plenty charlie that's just how I live (I live) Everybody want me, I can't never sit still (I can't never sit still) [Outro] Yeah, shout out to my home boy young mothafucking Bilini nigga Hood classic nigga, what's happening It's ya boy Young Dolph Skrilla Squad fam Paper Route Entertainment Paper Route Campaign, ya dig Shout out to all my real niggas, ya dig All the way from the m nigga to the [?] nigga What's up to all my real niggas down in Florida nigga, in the [?] nigga what's happening Down in Texas, what's happening Out on the West Coast, what's happening East Coast, what's happening Midwest, what's happening It's ya boy, holla at me, Dolph (Dolph, Dolph, Dolph)

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