Young Dolph and Key Glock - Sleep With The Roaches

(Let the Bandplay)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Uh
It's Dolph

She a good girl but she a bad bitch
Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties
I ran up my check, nigga, and I kept on flippin'
I got two cars in ten different cities
It's a new year so I got rid of all the old shit
Even got rid of all my old bitches
It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you fuck niggas know
If you ain't really with me then you could get it
The Maybach or the Lambo truck
Or the double R truck, I'm havin' decisions
But I don't give a fuck about none of this shit, though (nah)
Real nigga from the get-go (yeah)
We used to sleep with the cockroaches at night (damn)
Now look at my wrist, though
I'm a fresh nigga, I am
But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a bitch, though

Uh, yeah, look at my wrist, ho
I shine and ball like a muhfuckin' disco (bling)
Uh, diamonds dance like Sisqo
Smokin' on Citgo, never on E (uh)
Everywhere I go, I got the pole on me (bah, bah)
Yeah, and I got these hoes on me (yeah)
I make money, nigga, I don't make peace (uh-uh)
I be sippin' on Wock' and smokin' on reefer (dope)
Yeah (bitch), and I be sippin' on triss (yeah)
And I'm still fuckin' his bitch, yeah
And I don't plan on quittin' (uh-uh, yeah)
My lil' bitch ridin' in the Benz, uh (skrrt)
My other lil' bitch got a Bentley (yeah)
And I don't really care about friends
Long as I got them Bens with me
Franks and Grants and Jacksons, yeah (woo)
I get it in, that's a fact, uh (yeah)
We pullin' up back to back, yeah (back to back)
Rollin' up back to back, yeah
I'm ballin' hard, check the stats, uh (swish)
Codeine, it help me relax, yeah
Street nigga with a couple plaques (facts)
But I got way, way more racks

And she a good girl but she a bad bitch
Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties
I ran up my check, nigga, and I kept on flippin'
I got two cars in ten different cities
It's a new year so I got rid of all the old shit
Even got rid of all my old bitches
It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you fuck niggas know
If you ain't really with me then you could get it
The Maybach or the Lambo truck
Or the double R truck, I'm havin' decisions
But I don't give a fuck about none of this shit, though (nah)
Real nigga from the get-go (yeah)
We used to sleep with the cockroaches at night (damn)
Now look at my wrist, though
I'm a fresh nigga, I am
But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a bitch, though

(Yeah, yeah) I used to cut the lights on
All of the roaches start runnin' through the kitchen
(Yeah, yeah) now when I cut the lights on
I don't gotta do nothin' but put on this Richard
(Yeah, yeah) I smoke nothin' but killa
But I hate rollin' up, let a pretty bitch twist it
(Yeah, yeah) rap niggas, man
'Cause I ain't nothin' like y'all niggas, I don't fake kick it (fuck 'em)
Walk in Chanel and I spent me a fifty (uh)
She walked in the doctor and spent her a twenty (uh)
Pussy so good I might buy her a Bentley (what?)
Fuck wrong with you, nigga? Dolph, you trippin' (okay)
Scored me a hunnid bowls and make a sentence (a-ha)
She suck until I came and still wouldn't finish (woo)
I'm all in lil' mama mouth like the dentist (uh)
The next mornin', she was in church repentin' (damn)

She a good girl but she a bad bitch
Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties
I ran up my check, nigga, and I kept on flippin'
I got two cars in ten different cities
It's a new year so I got rid of all the old shit
Even got rid of all my old bitches
It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you fuck niggas know
If you ain't really with me then you could get it
The Maybach or the Lambo truck
Or the double R truck, I'm havin' decisions
But I don't give a fuck about none of this shit, though (nah)
Real nigga from the get-go (yeah)
We used to sleep with the cockroaches at night (damn)
Now look at my wrist, though
I'm a fresh nigga, I am
But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a bitch, though

Written by:
Adolph Jr. Thornton, Markeyvius Cathey

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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