Always
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Always lyrics

GenreHip Hop Rap
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It's some shit you just gotta do Ain't no way around that shit, like straight up, for real, for real Always look a man in the eye (for real) Never let a bitch see you cry (don't do that) Always keep your Glock on your side (hey, hey) Bury me in designer when I die (uh-huh) Always look a man in the eye (yeah) Never let a bitch see you cry (nah) Ayy, always keep your strap on your side (yeah) Bury me in designer when I die (yeah) Drinking on that Activis, can barely drive (pour up) Pull up on her, told her jump in, lets go take a ride (let's go) If he can't look you in your eye, then that nigga lying (he lying) I nod my head and my lil' niggas send some bullets flyin' (whoa) When police stop me he say that my car a one of a kind (thank you) Your girl with me with no panties on, drinking red wine (woo) She sophisticated (damn), but she a freak though (yeah) She a freak ho (yeah), touch your knees, ho (hey) My left arm on thirty below zero (woo) We ain't got a 12, turned to the neighborhood hero (it's Dolph) Every pocket I got a motherfuckin' B-roll (bankroll) I keep winnin' like I got a fuckin' cheat code Always look a man in the eye (for real) Never let a bitch see you cry (don't do that) Always keep your Glock on your side (hey, hey) Bury me in designer when I die (uh-huh) Always look a man in the eye (yeah) Never let a bitch see you cry (nah) Ayy, always keep your strap on your side (yeah) Bury me in designer when I die (yeah) I look my plug in the eye, then I hand him the bag I blew up in the trap, livin' reckless and fast Like Michael Jackson, I'm bad Eight thousand dollar motorcycle jacket, that's swag (hey) I can't respect a nigga that ain't 'bout his cake, bruh (nah) Dolph, you the realest nigga in the game, you late, bruh Money get low, I call the plug and I make somethin' shake, bruh (hey) If I don't make it, I take it, no patience to wait, bruh (uh-uh) Always keep a Glock and stay fly (stay fly) And I'm quick to tell a bitch a lie (hahaha) I asked her: Can I hit that pussy from the side? (Yeah) I told my homeboy don't let no busters in my funeral when I die (hey) Always look a man in the eye (for real) Never let a bitch see you cry (don't do that) Always keep your Glock on your side (hey, hey) Bury me in designer when I die (uh-huh) Always look a man in the eye (yeah) Never let a bitch see you cry (nah) Ayy, always keep your strap on your side (yeah) Bury me in designer when I die (yeah)

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