Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dale Thompson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dale Thompson
Composer
Anderson Cabral
Composer
Lyrics
yeh yea yea
Pouring up the D’Usse
Club litty like it’s tuesday
Codeine different colors just like Kool-Aid
My feet covered in cool greys
We cooler cool jay
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Mojo got me groovy
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Why you acting choosy
Bitch I got a camera fuck a pic let’s make movie
You look like a genie out the bottle that I poured
Fuck a bag I got a pot of gold
I’m with you baby I won’t ever fold
I promise that I put that on my soul
I put that on my soul right now
We got it on go
In the dirty south where they roll on 44s
Ballerina dreams keep these **** on toes
No Pinocchio but they playing with they nose
I ain’t playing with these hoes
Fuck it girl I feel myself
Nowadays I’m feeling myself
Henny killing my health
I think another bottle my help me
I got me I don’t need nobody else
No no no no, no she never went home
When I bring that ass back she be in them same clothes
Little dank rolled and a big bank roll
She get send ov’ cause we in this red Rove
Red red Rover, red Rover
Everytime I call you why you think that I ain’t sober
I’m focused, my **** brought a blicky to the party and it’s loaded
Only drinking champagne out the bottle if it’s golden
Still dosing, I might need a hand cause my wrist still frozen
Counting up the bands in the whip still rolling
Young **** but they treat me like I’m big homie
Pouring up the D’Usse
Club litty like it’s tuesday
Codeine different colors just like Kool-Aid
My feet covered in cool greys
We cooler cool jay
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Mojo got me groovy
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Why you acting choosy
Bitch I got a camera fuck a pic let’s make movie
You look like a genie out the bottle that I poured
Fuck a bag I got a pot of gold
I’m with you baby I won’t ever fold
I promise that I put that on my soul
I put that on my soul right now
and I put that on my soul
and I put that on my soul
and I put that on my soul
put that on my soul
See me roll in 44’s
I been smoking indo
in this benzo
Got the window tints rolled
my heart still cold
And you still bitches old
And you bitches still old
And I put that on my soul
And I put that on my soul
And I put that on my soul
Written by: Anderson Cabral, Dale Thompson