young dolph – tatted lyrics
[intro]
(zaytoven)
[chorus]
skinny jeans, you can see these racks on me (racks on me)
f+cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (that’s my b+tch)
go and get it, then i put my tax on it (dope boy)
you don’t know me if you never got a pack from me (ay, who is you?)
touched a m before i touched some rap money (d+mn)
took your b+tch shopping with my trap money (d+mn)
breaking bread down with my n+ggas, that’s that shaq money (my n+ggas)
f+cked her, then she got my name tatted on her
[verse 1]
f+cked her one time (what happened?)
then she tat my name on it, talking bout’ its mine (d+mn)
she fall in love fast, i fell in love with cash (yeah)
i power boned her in the bed like i’m steve nash (yah)
flexing on the b+tch like harkomania (what’s poppin’)
gelato got me feeling like i’m on angel dust (yeah yeah)
turn my neighborhood to los angeles (uh huh)
we was f+cked up, now money ain’t a thing to us (whoo)
f+ck you, f+ck you, f+ck you, i make up the rules (f+ck you)
i can tell you lame because you smoke gorilla glue (what?)
told lil mama bring that p+ssy back like dj clue, money make me move (go get it)
[chorus]
skinny jeans, you can see these racks on me (racks on me)
f+cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (that’s my b+tch)
go and get it, then i put my tax on it (dope boy)
you don’t know me if you never got a pack from me (ay, who is you?)
touched a m before i touched some rap money (d+mn)
took your b+tch shopping with my trap money (d+mn)
breaking bread down with my n+ggas, that’s that shaq money (my n+ggas)
f+cked her, then she got my name tatted on her
[verse 2]
i don’t make excuses (for what?), i just make it happen, (hustler), i did what you haven’t (yeah)
rich n+gga status. (yeah), b+tch n+gga hater (f+ck man), i smash her then i pass her like a hot potato (gone)
i put my life on the line about that paper (for real though)
i’m like bishop and my jawn is where i keep a razor (juice)
sitting on acres never seen the neighbors (d+mn), had a weed and lean hangover in las vegas (what?)
she like taking shots of hen’ (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
told her i wanna f+ck your friend (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
pushed up on her in the benz (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
flexing like i’m physio sid (hey)
[chorus]
skinny jeans, you can see these racks on me (racks on me)
f+cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (that’s my b+tch)
go and get it, then i put my tax on it (dope boy)
you don’t know me if you never got a pack from me (ay, who is you?)
touched a m before i touched some rap money (d+mn)
took your b+tch shopping with my trap money (d+mn)
breaking bread down with my n+ggas, that’s that shaq money (my n+ggas)
f+cked her, then she got my name tatted on her
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