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Bulletproof

by Young Dolph

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1.
100 Shots 04:25
"100 Shots" Yeah It's Dolph Hey bring me some Backwoods up outta there homie, and a cup of ice And some rubber bands up outta there too homie, yeah It's 3 PM, 80 degrees outside I'm in somethin' that go real fast, sitting outside the cornerstore Six figure client got no business in this area If it ain't one thing it's a motherfuckin' 'nother We trapped together than that's my motherfuckin' brother I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don't love her She just play her part when it's time to smuggle I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers Nobu in Malibu was my last supper I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker Everybody screaming gang gang gang Them folks come and get you, you gon' tell on the whole gang She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains If I ain't in the bank then I'm on the plane 'Bout to go get some money or go spend some money They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me They don't want you to live, they don't want you to ball Them pussies smile in your face, then they pray for you to fall Young nigga stay focused But I really want to crash Think about where you at Then think about your past Yeah I really came from shit But I won't change for shit My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways My wrist say I been getting paid A hundred shots, a hundred shots Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops My role model used to get a hundred blocks Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars I got so high last night I did a show on Mars Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars My pinky ring extra large Foreigns all in the garage, remember my first menage Yeah, Tori and Brittany I'm shopping for diamonds at Tiffany's No, I don't got no sympathy She blew my whistle like a referee Broke black nigga, remember me? Until I found out that recipe Started getting about ten a week Finger on the trigger when I sleep Yeah nigga, I rather you than me Backseat, smoking good weed A hundred shots, a hundred shots How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots? You not welcome at my trap if you don't shop Before you come through that back door you better knock They been waiting on this gangster shit to drop Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million? Self made millionaire, oh what a feeling My niggas came from dealing Fuck nigga get out your feelings Your bitch gave me sexual healing Guess who just walked in the building? Came out with six bitches My uncle said that's pimpin' My diamonds always hittin' You looking for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain't missin' I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn't listen Big rocks in my watch And we put extensions in all of the Glocks A hundred shots, a hundred shots How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots? Yeah, it's Dolph How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
2.
In Charlotte 03:48
[Intro] What watch should I put on though? (Yeah) Ayy, what car should I drive today? Ayy, somebody roll up a blunt Yeah, big money shit If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you [Verse 1] Million dollars cash, all twenties in the closet (millions) Bought a short bus because my ice game retarded (damn) Self-made millionaire, now I'm labelled a target (it's Dolph) Fucked that bitch and put her out 'cause her pussy was garbage (get out) Yeah, them bitches bad so I pass 'em to my lil' niggas (bitch) They wanna act up so I pass them boys to the hitters (bitch) Don't ask me why they mad, I don't know, I'm gettin' too much scrilla (I don't know) My bank account got big and my head got even bigger White Audemar, gold bracelet, big rocks A whole month straight ain't been bumpin' shit but Pac, ayy Coogi sweater on, R.I.P. B-I-G (Biggie) I just left LA on the way to NYC [Chorus] Call me water boy 'cause I'm drippin' all this water (water) Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte (thot) Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college (fuck that) Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets (huh) I shut down the party (party), I shut down the party (party) Went and parked the 'Rari then I go jump on the Harley (yeah) Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte (Charlotte) I shut down the party (party), I shut down the party (party) [Interlude] Goddamn, man. Who the fuck is this? Hello? Hello, hello, hold up. Are y'all straight, bruh? Yeah, wassup, bruh? Ayy, y'all straight, you straight? Man, what the fuck happened man? We heard about this shit, what the fuck happened up there, man? What y'all got going on? Huh? That nigga shot all the motherfuckin' bullets, man, ain't hit shit. Stupid ass nigga [Verse 2] Just 'cause my money keep runnin' like Forrest Gump (run it up) I got niggas hate me like I'm Donald Trump (damn) Where I'm from you don't make it to see 21 (shit) That's why all these young niggas ridin' around with their gun Front page newspaper, number one topic (it's Dolph) Niggas mad at Dolph Obama just 'cause I'm the hottest Can't nobody stop me, man my neck so rocky Said she seen Flippa dancin' and that's how she spot me Two things that I just can't respect (what's that?) A fuck nigga and a lyin' ass bitch (yeah, me either bruh) That lil' nigga keep on runnin' up that check (run it up) I gave my dogs the recipe to get rich (go get the money) They started shootin', we didn't even break a sweat, ha April Fools, the trick's on you bitch (April Fool's) You playin' checkers lil' boy, I'm playin' chess (bullshit) I just scored again boy, all nets (hey, hey) Paper Route, we got now and next (for real) That's a motherfuckin' mansion 'round my neck (for real) I'm in a Chevelle, but the motor it came out a Vette I might sign with DJ Khaled, because we the best, hah (why?) [Chorus] Call me water boy 'cause I'm drippin' all this water (water) Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte (thot) Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college (fuck that) Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets (huh) I shut down the party (party), I shut down the party (party) Went and parked the 'Rari then I go jump on the Harley (yeah) Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte (Charlotte) I shut down the party (party), I shut down the party (party)
3.
So Fuck'em 03:00
[Verse 1] Me and my lil' bitch just fucked another bitch (what? Huh) Me and my niggas just hit another lick (another lick) I'm with the same gang that I started with (gang, gang) It's 'til death do us part, you little bitch (la familia) I send all my side bitches to go buy all my choppas (woah) Put my trap house in they name, they do it with no problem (woah) Got a fine OG bitch, she still like to wear Prada (Prada) 38 years old and she look just like a model (she bad) She kept it so real that I put her in a Drizzop (drop) Yeah, that boy went corporate but he straight up off the Blizzock (block) Meet me at the top, the realist advice I can give you is to never stop (ey, never) They ask me for the key because I got this shit on lock (yeah) Me and 40 bad bitches smokin' on a yacht (it's Dolph) I'm programmed to get money everyday like a robot (it's Dolph) I know you think I'm fuckin' with these bitches but I'm not (not) Nah lil' mama, I'm not [Chorus] Ever since a minor I been all about my business (straight up) I might lie to you sometimes 'cause I care 'bout your feelings (sorry) Nah, I don't love her (nah) Yeah, I prolly fucked her (yeah) Nah, I don't like her (nah) Baby, I just one night her (ayy) Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em None of these niggas, I don't trust 'em Trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em Trust 'em, trust 'em, fuck 'em [Verse 2] If he ain't hustler, fuck 'em (fuck 'em) None of these niggas I don't trust 'em (fuck 'em) Done worked too hard out here For you to run off here and fuck 'em (fuck 'em) Fucking with this bad bitch one night and got in trouble (damn) Flyin' down the E-way on that codeine seein' double (yeah) I lie because I didn't know her name bae, I just fucked her (sorry) Fucked her one time in the the car, bae, that bitch don't mean nothin' (sorry) Might pop up in yo hood and flood yo trap to flex my muscles (trap) Drinkin' promethazine and eatin' crab, legs and oysters That's yo friend but he don't wanna grow so leave him 'lone (fuck 'em) The only thing that he can do from there is bring you down (fuck 'em) She your friend but that bitch mad you got a real nigga (fuck 'em) All this shit that we been through and I'm still out here witcha, it's Dolph [Chorus] Ever since a minor I been all about my business (straight up) I might lie to you sometimes 'cause I care 'bout your feelings (sorry) Nah, I don't love her (nah) Yeah, I prolly fucked her (yeah) Nah, I don't like her (nah) Baby, I just one night her (ayy) Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em None of these niggas, I don't trust 'em Trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em Trust 'em, trust 'em, fuck 'em

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