Young Dolph - 911 lyrics

[Hook: Young Dolph] These bad b**hes love a n***a, you know that bout Got that 911 parked in front of my trap house Momma said "what the f**, boy you flippin' out" Got that 911 sittin' outside the trap house Welcome to my world where I do this sh** they rap bout Got that 911 parked in front of my trap house Got that 911 sittin' in front of my trap house Got that 911 sittin' outside my trap house [Verse 1: Young Dolph] I was chillin' in South Memphis, bumping Jeezy trap or die Gettin' 10 thangs in the weekend I ain't never have to try Trappin' ain't dead, man these n***as just some pussies My n***a just caught a quarter million and smoked up all the cookies Your b**h played in her p**y, claim she on But n***a I took that and made her bring her best friend too, cause that b**h kept lookin' Girl you so fine I wanna turn you around from the back and give you a whoopin' It's back to my trap house, where we don't do no cookies No bakin' soda, no [?], got plenty P's I sold some pie Yea b**h I'm the weed man, just bought all the pints from the lean man Got a couple choppers, lotta sandwich bags Dolph just parked the drop on the block [Hook: Young Dolph] [Verse 2: Young Dolph] Foreign parked in the front A couple of oldschools in the back All the work gone, so we ain't doin' nothing but f**ing b**hes in the trap If I get a hoe to your b**hes it's a wrap Dope boy in my free time I rap Don't get me confused with none of these rappers b**h I'm your baby daddy, baby trapper Make your hoe your salary in my neighbourhood, three days Even my neighbour smoke weed, so yeah my neighbour good n***a I got my neighbourhood watch, so if you try to get in my spot n***a you might just make it not out [?] sittin' in that vacant house Don't know what these n***as all believe , but we on that paper route If it ain't about money I don't wanna hear it And if that b**h ain't bad, I ain't going near it [Hook: Young Dolph]