South Memphis Rugrats (Remix) - Paper Route EMPIRE/Young Dolph.mp3

[00:00.250][Intro: Young Dolph]
[00:02.535]I say what I mean, I mean what I say
[00:06.049]Bitch
[00:06.804][Verse 1: Young Dolph]
[00:07.328]Gone in sixty seconds, never let a bitch stress me (Uh-uh)
[00:10.521]Before the microphone, I made a milli' off the celly (Yeah)
[00:13.791]I love to see her walk away because it look like jelly (Shake)
[00:17.078]Went from zero to sixty in two seconds on Pirellis
[00:20.331]I'm always at the jewelry store, I got a diamond fetish (Ice)
[00:23.593]Smokin' on this kale while I'm countin' up this lettuce (Yeah)
[00:26.891]Stack it to the sky, I believe that I can fly
[00:30.158]Told the man in the mirror that you one hell of a guy
[00:33.160]If I can do it, so can you, but shit, who the hell am I?
[00:36.674]Who said it's lonely at the top? 'Cause that's a mother****in' lie
[00:39.953]I brought my homeboys with me, ballin' in South Memphis like Dubai
[00:43.207]Rolls Royces back-to-back-to-back-to-back, oh my god
[00:46.482](God, god, god, god, god, god, god, god, god)
[00:49.996]I mean that shit (God, god, god, god, god, god, god)
[00:53.819]Hold up, let me finish (Wait)
[00:55.326]She so fine, I put it in and tried to touch her kidneys
[00:58.584]I'm too mother****in' rich to go and eat at Denny's (What?)
[01:01.842]But **** that, I'm in a Jack Pirtle's drive-thru in a Bentley (Hey)
[01:05.130]Front seat got my semi (Uh), opps, yeah, I got plenty (For real, though)
[01:08.671]Playin' with these M's, but I started out with pennies (Yeah)
[01:11.933]A hundo in my skinnies (Yeah)
[01:13.693]Louis XIII, shots of top-shelf Remy (Yeah)
[01:16.700]Grew up thuggin' just like Hoover Deuce, baby Jimmy
[01:22.271]Bitch, hey (Hey)
[01:24.457][Verse 2: Snupe Bandz]
[01:26.244]Yeah, I grew up thuggin', I'm a South Memphis rugrat (Rugrat)
[01:30.758]Baguettes drippin' on my neck, these bitches love that (Drip)
[01:34.020]When I pop out, I got big, gigantic, stupid racks (Big racks)
[01:37.031]**** a job, I beat the block, I had to flip a pack (Flip it)
[01:40.548]Self-made nigga, I'm hustlin' (Hustlin')
[01:41.854]Can't go back to the days when I ain't have nothin'
[01:43.872]But I won't forget 'bout the struggle (Nah)
[01:44.884]I was just stackin' up racks in the trap in my shoebox, now I stuff that shit in a duffle (For real)
[01:48.471]My plug keep sendin' them loads and I just keep flushin' 'em, call him back, I need another one (Another one)
[01:52.231]Ridin' 'round town with a pocket full of Jacksons, I stack up them hundreds and fifties (Fifties)
[01:55.247]Keep me a Draco, it got a banana clip, and the AR came with titties
[01:58.562]Thirty-three shots in my Glock, Scottie Pippen (Yeah)
[01:59.743]Double my cup, so you know what I'm sippin' (Double up)
[02:01.505]Really havin' this shit, nigga, no, I ain't trippin' (Nah)
[02:03.270]Paper Route the mob, nigga, I'm never flippin' (Yeah, on gang)
[02:05.276][Verse 3: PaperRoute Woo]
[02:06.788]Yeah, I ain't never flippin' (Flippin')
[02:08.294]Only thing that a young nigga is flippin' is these mother****in' packs that I'm gettin' (Yeah, that I'm gettin')
[02:11.554]And I ain't worried 'bout none of these lil' broke-ass niggas or these bitches (Bitches)
[02:14.817]Everything a nigga do out here in these streets, they just gon' mimic (Yeah, mimic)
[02:18.075]Seventy-five hundred for a show, lil' nigga, I'm booked, ain't no gimmick (Yeah, no gimmick)
[02:21.363]All my cars 6.0s, them bitches V8, yeah, they Hemis (Hemis)
[02:24.625]Young nigga really havin' motion, I done served the whole damn Memphis (Memphis)
[02:28.195]Make a play with white, it end up bitter or Mac Miller (Mac Miller)
[02:31.708]Really made a killin', off of vacuum sealin' (Sealin')
[02:34.719]Never been in love 'cause I can't really catch no feelings (No feelings)
[02:37.978]Never had no nine-to-five 'cause I love drug dealin' (Drug dealin')
[02:41.500]Been up in that field, lil' nigga, go and ask lil' Willy (Lil' Willy)
[02:45.481]Beat the block up 'til the dope all gone (Yeah, yeah)
[02:48.783]Trappin' real, real hard off of two phones (Yeah, both of 'em)