I'm booked up, so double up on me
It's Dj Squeeky and my boy Dolph and Gucci 1017
Bling on my fist, talking like I'm rich
And every time you see me I be with a different bitch
I'm booked up, so double up on me
It's Dj Squeeky and my boy Dolph and Gucci 1017
Bling on my fist, talking like I'm rich
And every time you see me I be with a different bitch
Fall off in the club clean
2 seater nicknamed tequila, all my home boys off the meter
Say wassup to senioritas
Tron squad track homie and I'm going in
Don't brick squad boy yeah you know we [?] win
Lil mama say she ain't see me in a week
So wassup
Million dollar agenda, baby I'm booked up
I'm on the [?]
In and out the [?] around the map
I'm booked up, booked up, yeah
I'm booked up, booked up, yeah
Dolph in the building fire that kush up
You know what's up, I'm booked up
Traffic at the spot bagged up because I'm booked up
Dolph and Gucci hooked up,
Got them pussies shook up
Bank account extra blessed that's why I stay turned up
Can't go in my own fucking hood cause I'm burnt up
Just left Florida and I'm on my way to nap town
Just left Nordstroms and I'm finna hit Saks now
Niggas wondering how Dolph really put the sack down
Platinum in the street nigga go and check my background
Mama sound I'm out of town everytime she look up
I gave her a couple of thousands and say mama I'm booked up
I never touched that white I guess that's why I get good look
Sold a couple fills of green, keep that on the hush hush
Lil mama say she ain't see me in a week
So wassup
Million dollar agenda, baby I'm booked up
I'm on the [?]
In an out the [?] around the map
I'm booked up, booked up, yeah
I'm booked up, booked up, yeah
Dolph in the building fine that kush up
You know what's up, I'm booked up
What's popping paper route what's up 1017?
Been selling sixteens since I was 16
I need some drank, a whole 16
Nigga my future crystal clear like the big screen
I'm always out of pocket cause I'm booked up
That bitch was too bad, that's why I took her, from that lame nigga
Got some brain nigga, 2 girlfriends, that's what came with her
Lil mama say she ain't see me in a week
So wassup
Million dollar agenda, baby I'm booked up
100k made everytime I look up
In and out the trap around the map
I'm booked up, booked up, yeah
I'm booked up, booked up, yeah
Dolph in the building fire that kush up
You know what's up, I'm booked up.
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YOUNG DOLPH - Money Talk LYRICS
2 grands on my shades, 2 grands on my blunt
A extra 30k for that coop cause it go 200
2009 is when I counted my first 200
Plug say it's okay so I'm on the way little hunda
Streets craving, fans waiting, tell them that I'm coming
They ask me where I've been I've been in the trap pumping
First spot, 3 seat is never told nobody
I kick it tough in the trap, no karate
Porsche from reefer in the trunk of that escort
I get it in I get it out, import, export
Louie lugagges, Cartier's walking through that airport
The conversation ain't about money then I wouldn't care for it
More money more yalts shh, that [?] talk
I call that spot the money house, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
More money more [?] shh, that [?] talk
I get it in, I get it out, money talk, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
That money talking, I'm always listening
My undivided, attention span
Even when the paper whispering
That low load, I'm dipping in
Bend the corners and pitching in
My id say Tennessee, butthese license say Michigan
Yeah, yeah, I'm in the scope
But I still ride like Michelin
I already hear y'all critics bitching
Like here you got talking bout bricks again
My shot percentage is over 10
In other words, I got bricks again
Got a chopper just for you jack niggas
Burn fat enough to stick a missile in it
Not splitting my dividends
With no nigga that ain't pitching here
Got money, I'll get you touched
And I won't even have to lift a limb
I'm balling bitch, I'm 50 win
All first place, no second win
Dolph know I'm gone gonna kill this beat need to notify his next to kin
More money more [?] shh, that [?] talk
I call that spot the money house, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
More money more [?] shh, that [?] talk
I get it in, I get it out, money talk, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk.
A extra 30k for that coop cause it go 200
2009 is when I counted my first 200
Plug say it's okay so I'm on the way little hunda
Streets craving, fans waiting, tell them that I'm coming
They ask me where I've been I've been in the trap pumping
First spot, 3 seat is never told nobody
I kick it tough in the trap, no karate
Porsche from reefer in the trunk of that escort
I get it in I get it out, import, export
Louie lugagges, Cartier's walking through that airport
The conversation ain't about money then I wouldn't care for it
More money more yalts shh, that [?] talk
I call that spot the money house, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
More money more [?] shh, that [?] talk
I get it in, I get it out, money talk, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
That money talking, I'm always listening
My undivided, attention span
Even when the paper whispering
That low load, I'm dipping in
Bend the corners and pitching in
My id say Tennessee, butthese license say Michigan
Yeah, yeah, I'm in the scope
But I still ride like Michelin
I already hear y'all critics bitching
Like here you got talking bout bricks again
My shot percentage is over 10
In other words, I got bricks again
Got a chopper just for you jack niggas
Burn fat enough to stick a missile in it
Not splitting my dividends
With no nigga that ain't pitching here
Got money, I'll get you touched
And I won't even have to lift a limb
I'm balling bitch, I'm 50 win
All first place, no second win
Dolph know I'm gone gonna kill this beat need to notify his next to kin
More money more [?] shh, that [?] talk
I call that spot the money house, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
More money more [?] shh, that [?] talk
I get it in, I get it out, money talk, money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk
Money talk, that's that money talk.
YOUNG DOLPH - Runs Thru My Blood LYRICS
[Hook x2:]
This shit run thru my blood
I say this shit run thru my blood
Yeah, this shit run thru my blood
Lil' hoes this shit run thru my blood
Take you back to year 01', sittin' in my apartments
Hundred thousand dollar appetite, I was starvin'
Half my partners dealin', the other half was robbin'
One thing they had in common, they always catchin' charges
Had my mind made, always get money regardless
And fuck goin' to jail, long as I'm clockin' dollars
Word got around, Lil Dolph he got that good
Niggas wanna shop but scared to come to my hood
Niggas act like pussies so I started makin' deliveries
All in North Memphis servin' with that forty-fifth on me
Fuck all my enemies, pussies don't know my struggle
I started sellin' dope to take care of my lil' brother
[Hook x2]
Never sold soft, I never touched the hard
But word through the city, this young nigga go hard
My grandma found out I was slangin' and it broke her heart
She caught me red handed sackin' up in the backyard
I turned around, you right there, I didn't know what to say
Worst day of my life seein' them tears come down your face
She said "you gon' be just like your daddy, and your Uncle Vick"
"They was doin' the same shit back in '76"
Woah, that shit fucked me up
From what my grandmomma told me - this shit run in my blood
I had to give y'all the story because it's past due
I didn't do it cause I want to, but because I had to
[Hook x2]
So much strong in here the fumes make you nauseous
Been runnin' the streets so long that I'm exhausted
Hooked up with my big dog and got on that boss shit
Now a days the whole city on that Dolph shit
Turned a bale of loud to a motherfuckin' coop
Turned a trap house to a motherfuckin' rap booth
Told my plug this my last time, and I'm through
He said "I don't blame you young nigga, you the truth"
Now me and my nigga DJ Squeeky makin' history
And I'm shittin' on these rap niggas cause they ain't shit to me
Turned my clientele to a fuckin' empire
Wait lemme smoke to this, where's my lighter?
This shit run thru my blood
I say this shit run thru my blood
Yeah, this shit run thru my blood
Lil' hoes this shit run thru my blood
Take you back to year 01', sittin' in my apartments
Hundred thousand dollar appetite, I was starvin'
Half my partners dealin', the other half was robbin'
One thing they had in common, they always catchin' charges
Had my mind made, always get money regardless
And fuck goin' to jail, long as I'm clockin' dollars
Word got around, Lil Dolph he got that good
Niggas wanna shop but scared to come to my hood
Niggas act like pussies so I started makin' deliveries
All in North Memphis servin' with that forty-fifth on me
Fuck all my enemies, pussies don't know my struggle
I started sellin' dope to take care of my lil' brother
[Hook x2]
Never sold soft, I never touched the hard
But word through the city, this young nigga go hard
My grandma found out I was slangin' and it broke her heart
She caught me red handed sackin' up in the backyard
I turned around, you right there, I didn't know what to say
Worst day of my life seein' them tears come down your face
She said "you gon' be just like your daddy, and your Uncle Vick"
"They was doin' the same shit back in '76"
Woah, that shit fucked me up
From what my grandmomma told me - this shit run in my blood
I had to give y'all the story because it's past due
I didn't do it cause I want to, but because I had to
[Hook x2]
So much strong in here the fumes make you nauseous
Been runnin' the streets so long that I'm exhausted
Hooked up with my big dog and got on that boss shit
Now a days the whole city on that Dolph shit
Turned a bale of loud to a motherfuckin' coop
Turned a trap house to a motherfuckin' rap booth
Told my plug this my last time, and I'm through
He said "I don't blame you young nigga, you the truth"
Now me and my nigga DJ Squeeky makin' history
And I'm shittin' on these rap niggas cause they ain't shit to me
Turned my clientele to a fuckin' empire
Wait lemme smoke to this, where's my lighter?
YOUNG DOLPH - Sky High LYRICS
[Chorus:]
Ain't go, ain't go, ain't go
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Shawty I stay fresher than your baby daddy ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Shawty I stay fresher than your baby daddy ever been
4 bricks and my styrofoam that's the shit that I've be on
Roll me up, roll me up
Naked ladies I'm rolling, bruh
I'm Cobain high I don't plan on coming down
You're working on a zip I just finished a quarter pound
Jucy J, my dog DJ Rock Steady
Bring that shit back, man!
Play that shit one more time nigga,
One more time, nigga, one more time, nigga!
[Chorus:]
Ain't go, ain't go, ain't go
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
4 bricks and my styrofoam that's the shit that I've be on
Roll me up, roll me up
Naked ladies I'm rolling, bruh
I'm Cobain high I don't plan on coming down
You're working on a zip I just finished a quarter pound
You know it!
Glaze like Clyde invite a stripper over
Get her high then I hit it from behind!
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, ain't trying to fuck
What a hell you bitches try to call me for?
Fuck these hoes!
Tripping slipping, never tripping
I get dro lit
Popping po, pothrow money on all these hoes!
When you're trippy, like I'm trippy
That's just how I go
Bad chick doing dough, flying in a row!
[Chorus:]
Ain't go, ain't go, ain't go
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Shawty I stay fresher than your baby daddy ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Shawty I stay fresher than your baby daddy ever been
They say they're smoking good while I'm smoking better
Strong weed and codeine bitch get on my level
Yeah I fuck with juicy yep I'm trippy
I called my bitch the wrong name and she say I'm tripping!
I stay fresher than your baby daddy that I've ever been
She says she guess that's why I get the pussy wetter then
You're damn right, I smoke a blunt with her and thirty minutes later I'm in a king size laying pipe
And yeah I'm a dog but I don't give a damn!
You want the boyfriend, you got the wrong nigga, man!
Dolce hat and Gabbana kicks fresher than yo baby daddy on that Dolph Gabbana shit
[Chorus:]
Ain't go, ain't go, ain't go
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Shawty I stay fresher than your baby daddy ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Ain't go even lie my nig I'm higher than I ever been
Shawty I stay fresher than your baby daddy ever been
YOUNG DOLPH - A-Plus LYRICS
[Intro:]
A-Plus
Thug nigga get your cake up
We're smokin' on that A-Plus
Uuuuh, uuuuh...
Thick bitch with me got that A-Plus
Yeah, it's Dolph
[Verse 1:]
I'm flyin' through the city in a 2 seater
Runnin' red lights pourin' up syrup
Thick bitch with me poppin' pain killers
I'm smokin' loud A.K.A. that brain killer
Bought a house in the hood to sell kush there
Five Franklyns for my Prada footwear
My family infested with dope fiends
Guess it run in my jeans cause I'm sprung on Codeine
The bad bitches show me love, the broke niggas hatin'
Snitches tellin' on me got the Feds investigatin'
The illest nigga in my city nigga, straight up
These lil' niggas midgrade, Dolph A-Plus
[Hook:]
First thing first when I wake up (What you do?)
I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-Plus
Plus you sold Kush he make you wanna lay us
I told lil' mama, bitch you got that A-Plus (A-Plus)
A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus
She off the chain with it, I gave her a A-Plus (A-Plus)
A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus
I pull up with the calculator, I'm servin' A-Plus
[Verse 2:]
I pull up with the calculator the service strong
Got a ATL bitch bad to the bone
Got a East Memphis Yellow Bone
And everythang I got, I got it on my own (Word)
High top, Ferragamos laced up
So many Franklyns look like we just robbed a bank truck
In a vet coupe rollin' up A-Plus
They try to copy but them niggas ain't us
Knowin' damn well they can't do the shit like we do
P-U to them Pee-Wees I'm in the air I don't see you
I told lil' mama she bad, she say come get a rearview
She gave me that A-Plus and I buy that bitch a new hair-do
[Hook]
A-Plus
Thug nigga get your cake up
We're smokin' on that A-Plus
Uuuuh, uuuuh...
Thick bitch with me got that A-Plus
Yeah, it's Dolph
[Verse 1:]
I'm flyin' through the city in a 2 seater
Runnin' red lights pourin' up syrup
Thick bitch with me poppin' pain killers
I'm smokin' loud A.K.A. that brain killer
Bought a house in the hood to sell kush there
Five Franklyns for my Prada footwear
My family infested with dope fiends
Guess it run in my jeans cause I'm sprung on Codeine
The bad bitches show me love, the broke niggas hatin'
Snitches tellin' on me got the Feds investigatin'
The illest nigga in my city nigga, straight up
These lil' niggas midgrade, Dolph A-Plus
[Hook:]
First thing first when I wake up (What you do?)
I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-Plus
Plus you sold Kush he make you wanna lay us
I told lil' mama, bitch you got that A-Plus (A-Plus)
A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus
She off the chain with it, I gave her a A-Plus (A-Plus)
A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus
I pull up with the calculator, I'm servin' A-Plus
[Verse 2:]
I pull up with the calculator the service strong
Got a ATL bitch bad to the bone
Got a East Memphis Yellow Bone
And everythang I got, I got it on my own (Word)
High top, Ferragamos laced up
So many Franklyns look like we just robbed a bank truck
In a vet coupe rollin' up A-Plus
They try to copy but them niggas ain't us
Knowin' damn well they can't do the shit like we do
P-U to them Pee-Wees I'm in the air I don't see you
I told lil' mama she bad, she say come get a rearview
She gave me that A-Plus and I buy that bitch a new hair-do
[Hook]
YOUNG DOLPH - I Apologize LYRICS
I'm sorry... Yea it's Dolph I apologize you know... this my real life nigga... life's a motherfucker man I swear
1985 a go getta was born you didn't have to but you took me in like I was yours no momma no daddy raised by my granny used to ask me who my momma and I would say I done made it you love me like a son when I was just your grandbaby ain't been to church in awhile been chasing grams lately (I'm sorry) and I hate that shit
Cause I know dis ain't how you raised me drop my nieces to the floor and give em all graceses when I was 12 years old I started smoking weed when I was 15 that's when I start running the streets a little after that I knocked up on a couple G's (I did) but at the same time it made you disappointed in me.
YOUNG DOLPH - Im Wit It LYRICS
If u talking about money, yea 'm with it,
Wanna get into some gangsta shit, yea I'm with it
Got that 40 on me, and anyone who want it can get it
Give me that pussy lil mama and I bet I kill it yea I'm with it
Yea with it, with it, with it, yea with it
Ain't no money been made, no I ain't with it
Billion dollar empire my nigga, let's get it
Different flavor bitches, yea I'm with it, yea I'm with it, with it, with it
Black Gucci polo horses coupe in the yard running 500 some horses
I kill the beat and I get rid of it, call it abortion
I just wanna fuck Shawty, I can't be your boyfriend
Money money money that's my favorite subject
I do it for the streets and guess what they love it
Pockets swolling, spot rock and rolling
Hat cocked blowing loud, and my glock is loaded
30 round extension
I'm bussin all 30 bitch I don't plan on missing
Get into some gangsta shit my nigga u know I'm with it
Wanna get this money home boy, let's get get it
Wanna get into some gangsta shit, yea I'm with it
Got that 40 on me, and anyone who want it can get it
Give me that pussy lil mama and I bet I kill it yea I'm with it
Yea with it, with it, with it, yea with it
Ain't no money been made, no I ain't with it
Billion dollar empire my nigga, let's get it
Different flavor bitches, yea I'm with it, yea I'm with it, with it, with it
Black Gucci polo horses coupe in the yard running 500 some horses
I kill the beat and I get rid of it, call it abortion
I just wanna fuck Shawty, I can't be your boyfriend
Money money money that's my favorite subject
I do it for the streets and guess what they love it
Pockets swolling, spot rock and rolling
Hat cocked blowing loud, and my glock is loaded
30 round extension
I'm bussin all 30 bitch I don't plan on missing
Get into some gangsta shit my nigga u know I'm with it
Wanna get this money home boy, let's get get it
