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Young Dolph "In Charlotte" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dolph
Young Dolph
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Million dollars cash, all twenties in the closet
Bought a short bus, because my ice game retarded
Self-made millionaire, now I'm labeled a target
Fucked that bitch and put her out
'Cause her pussy was garbage, get out
[Verse 2]
Yeah, them bitches bad, so I pass 'em to my lil ****, bitch
They wanna act up, so I pass them boy to the hitters
Don't ask me why they mad, I don't know
I'm gettin' too much skrilla
[Verse 3]
My bank account got big, and my head got even bigger
White Audemare, gold bracelet, big rocks
A whole month straight, ain't been bumpin' shit but Pac
Coogi sweater on, RIP B I G, Biggie
I just left LA, on the way to NYC, go
[Verse 4]
Call me water boy, 'cause I'm drippin' all this water
Met her down in Florida, but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte
Born a dope boy, never want to go to college
Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets
I shut down a party, I shut down a party
Went and parked the 'rari, then I go jump on the Harley
Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte
I shut down a party, I shut down a party
[Verse 5]
Just 'cause my money keep running like Forest Gump
I got **** hate me like I'm Donald Trump
Where I'm from you don't make it to see 21
That's why all these young **** ridin' around with their gun
[Verse 6]
Front page newspaper, number one topic
**** mad at Dolph Obama, just 'cause I'm the hottest, ha
Can't nobody stop me, man, my neck so rocky
Said she seen Flipper dancing, and that's how she spot me
[Verse 7]
Two things that I just can't respect, what's that?
A fuck **** and a lying ass bitch
That lil **** keep on running up that check
I gave my dogs the recipe to get rich, GO GET THE MONEY
[Verse 8]
They started shooting, we didn't even break a sweat, ha
April Fools, the trick's on you bitch
You playing checkers lil boy, I'm playing chess, bullshit
I just scored again, all nets, hey-hey
[Verse 9]
Paper Route, we got now and next
That's a motherfuckin' mansion 'round my neck, for real
I'm a Chevelle, but the motor it came out a 'vette
I might sign with DJ Khaled
Why, because we the best, ha
[Verse 10]
Call me water boy, 'cause I'm drippin' all this water
Met her down in Florida, but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte
Born a dope boy, never want to go to college
Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets
I shut down a party, I shut down a party
Went and parked the 'rari, then I go jump on the Harley
Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte
I shut down a party, I shut down a party
Written by: Leland Tyler Wayne, Adolph Thornton Jr.
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