100 shots – Young Dolph lyrics

Lyrics Young Dolph – 100 shots

Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area.(100 shots)

If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherf*ckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherf*ckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I f*cked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she f*ck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
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But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah, I really came from s**t
But I won’t change for s**t
My b*tch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paiddd.

A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah).

She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your b*tch ate my d*ck, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato).

A 100 shots, a hundred shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?

You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster s**t to drop (bulletproof)
Even them f*ck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many d*cks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
f*ck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your b*tch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six b*tches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your b*tch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you f*ck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid a*s niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks.

A 100 shots, a 100 shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shotsss?
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