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Here We Go Lyrics - Artist : Young Dolph
Paper Route Frank (Montana Corleone made this one)
Yeah, what up? (Ayy, Sosa, man, this beat crazy)

The first thing I did, I went and got me a zip (Bitch)
The second thing I did, I went and took me a trip
He owed me money, I said don't ball, just shoot the shit up off the rip (Bitch)
Shorty got the best massage, she do it with her lips (Shit)
Sittin' in my office smokin' blunts like I'm Bill Clinton
My side bitch start catchin' feelings, I had to tell her chill (Lewinsky)
She sick (Ugh), ill (Ill), murder (Woah), kill (Kill)
All of my trap money go to my kids, it's in my will (Let's go)
Lodi, dodi, dodi (Dodi), no, I didn't go to college (Nah)
But I might wake up tomorrow, go buy another 'Rari (Yeah)
My side bitch drive a Mase' (Yeah)
She a pretty girl and all she wanna do is party (Yeah)
Super-bad bitch and she know she an alcoholic (Hey)
Hold up, who that callin'? (Brrt)
Fuck that, back to ballin' (Fuck that), lil' mama from New Orleans (Creole)
Bury me in a Dolce

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