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mike dollas – hollow shots lyrics

verse)
balling real hard like i play for the cubs
i kick yo hoe out the crib like a punt
i keep them pounds in the back in trunk
pull up and stunt
i need a deal 250 and plus
you broke ya looking stuck
bad white white b-tches in my truck
loui bag is out the store
for one night is just to fucc
running to fast like i go for the cup
gle 60 3 s what i push
stars in the sky and my rooth gone stay put
always stay strapped wit that sh-t on my hip
certified everywhere mike dollas in the books
fendi down to the socks
knicks jersey when i flew
cancun wit the gang blew 30 wit the crew
i be getting real luccy i be feeling like a jew
cookin crack everyday 13 skipping school
smoke weed everyday maybe sip grand cru
bway boys be the label it could be gang too
shoot em dead in his face
i could hang him too
loui slides in the beach
loui trunks in the pool
10 bands everyday that’s a goal revenue
still post everyday broadway avenue
i be waiting on a check you could say blues clues
make it rain on these hoes i be doing that in sues
benz getting washed shorty ima scoop
duck man wit a thot and she know how to goose
she see the drip she see the sauce
she see my broadway boy chain the dark
shorty so bad and she sit in my car

hook) x2

she grabbing my d-ck the first day that she met me
i took her to barney’s and bought her that fenty
i bought her the loui, that new christian dada
she mixing burberry wit 019 prada’s
me and my b-tch we both love designer
we taking these trips and we stacking these commas
i pull up to dice games i’m bringing them lamas
i ride in a benz and i’m smoking on skamma

2nd verse)

loui tube socks
mercedes drop
checks never flop
bank ona stop
patron of the new
pull up and cop
shooter gone shoot like he play for the bucks
henny double cup pull up to the club
20 bottles calm tracksuit palm
just met ya shorty and scored
easter pink lean what i pour
always dedicated to the core
40 on my hip ima ford
need a new crib and porsche
saint laurent pants throwing racks in the club
f-ck ya shorty first day after that she a dub
i be hitting all these baddies like i play for the cubs
ride around in a benz and my chain never tucked

hook x2)

- mike dollas lyrics

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