Key Glock - Sleep With The Roaches lyrics

Let the band play Yeah, yeah (Yeah) Uh It's Dolph [Young Dolph:] She a good girl but she a bad b*tch Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties I ran up my check, ni**a, 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 sh*t Even got rid of all my old b*tches It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you fu*k ni**as 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 fu*k about none of this sh*t, though (Nah) Real ni**a from the get-go (Yeah) We used to sleep with the co*kroaches at night (Damn) Now look at my wrist, though I'm a fresh ni**a, I am But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a b*tch, though [Key Glock:] Uh, yeah, look at my wrist, hoe I shine and ball like a muhfu*kin' 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, ni**a, I don't make peace (Uh-uh) I be sippin' on Wock' and smokin' on reefer (Dope) Yeah (b*tch), and I be sippin' on Triss (Yeah) And I'm still fu*kin' his b*tch (Yeah) And I don't plan on quittin' (Uh-uh, yeah) My lil' b*tch ridin' in the Benz (Skrrt) My other lil' b*tch 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 (Woo) I get it in, that's a fact (Yeah) We pullin' up back to back, yeah (Back to back) Rollin' up back to back (Yeah) I'm ballin' hard, check the stats (Swish, uh) Codeine, it help me relax (Yeah) Street ni**a with a couple plaques (Plaques) But I got way, way more racks [Young Dolph:] And she a good girl but she a bad b*tch Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties I ran up my check, ni**a, 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 sh*t Even got rid of all my old b*tches It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you fu*k ni**as 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 fu*k about none of this sh*t, though (Nah) Real ni**a from the get-go (Yeah) We used to sleep with the co*kroaches at night (Damn) Now look at my wrist, though I'm a fresh ni**a, I am But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a b*tch, 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 b*tch twist it (Yeah, yeah) Rap ni**as, man 'Cause I ain't nothin' like y'all ni**as, I don't fake kick it (fu*k '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?) fu*k wrong with you, ni**a? Dolph, you trippin' (Okay) Scored me a humid bowls and make a sentence (A-ha) She su*k until I came and still wouldn't finish (Woo) I'm all in lil' momma mouth like the dentist (Uh) The next mornin', she was in church repentin' (Damn) She a good girl but she a bad b*tch Ran up a check, bought some new ass and titties I ran up my check, ni**a, 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 sh*t Even got rid of all my old b*tches It's a new year so I'm lettin' all you fu*k ni**as 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 fu*k about none of this sh*t, though (Nah) Real ni**a from the get-go (Yeah) We used to sleep with the co*kroaches at night (Damn) Now look at my wrist, though I'm a fresh ni**a, I am But baby, I'm sorry, I'm hard on a b*tch, though