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High Class Street Music 5: The Plug Best Friend Album

The Plug Best Friend Lyrics Young Dolph


Young Dolph - The Plug Best Friend Songtext

800 dolla sweats suit
And some mothafucking Timb boots
I don't fuck with basic hoes they too simple
Work a basic bitch like a pimp do
Naw she ain selling ass, she driving with the gas
Rolled a superman blunt, half cooked half hash
Yo bitch love to ride with me because my car go really fast
Left her now she feeling sad
I'm too busy getting cash
She said where the love at
I said I don't love back
Told her I keep my love the same place I keep my slugs at
Fuck all dat picked up my phone, where my nigga cuz at
Keep a baby bottle like Tommy from the Rugrats
Now I ain't got no job like Tommy off of Martin
All we do is smoke weed, fuck, shop and party
Ghetto ass bitch but she swear she a barbie
4a.m. she lurking in my hotel lobby
Am I bout to bend her over, shit probably
She told me that she got the sloppy
I cooked that bitch like Hibachi
Go to Magic City just to eat steak and broccoli
They hating but can't stop me
My side bitches wear [?]
My Mexican girl I call her hot tamale
Fifty p's of strong, in an empty apartment
Got married to the streets and Fizzle was da best man
Went and found the plug and turned him into my best friend
I told the plug we to death to us part
Started running the place like Patrick Ewing and John Starks
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