3 Way lyrics

[Intro]
(High Class Street Music 5)
(The Plug Best Friend)
Yeah
Heavy-ass sh*t 'round my neck, man
Hahaha
Ayy, these b*tches ain't sh*t
And these n*ggas ain't either
f*ck 'em
Paper Route Empire
Real n*gga sh*t (Ayy)
All day long, 24/7
Ayy, ayy
What up? (Paper Route Empire)
It's Dolph
It's Dolph
It's Dolph
Yup

[Chorus]
I can't trust none of these b*tches, they too sneaky (f*ck them hoes)
You see me with two cups, then you know what I'm drinkin' (Mud)
Don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they gossip like some b*tches (pus*y)
Get rich or die tryin', I think I'm 50 (Hey, hey)
Just texted my plug, I think I need an extra fifty (Ayy, I need some more, bruh)
My other plug called, I clicked him on three-way (Hello?)
Ayy, man, your b*tch just called me with her friend on three-way (Hello?)
They talkin' 'bout, "Let's go hook up and have a threeway"
I poured the drank too muddy and now it got me sleepy (Woah)
Real n*gga, so I keep real n*ggas with me (Uh-huh)
Nah, I ain't trippin', throwin' money in Magic City (It's Dolph)
f*ck that rap sh*t, n*gga, I been runnin' my city
[Interlude]
Yeah
It's Dolph
Paper Route Business right here
New whips, new ice, new b*tches
More money, same n*gga, same plug
Go get the money, n*gga
Yeah
Heavy-ass sh*t 'round my neck, man
Hahaha
Ayy, these b*tches ain't sh*t
And these n*ggas ain't either
f*ck 'em
Paper Route Empire
Real n*gga sh*t (Ayy)
All day long, 24/7
Ayy, ayy
What up?
It's Dolph
It's Dolph
It's Dolph
Yup

[Chorus]
I can't trust none of these b*tches, they too sneaky (f*ck them hoes)
You see me with two cups, then you know what I'm drinkin' (Mud)
Don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they gossip like some b*tches (pus*y)
Get rich or die tryin', I think I'm 50 (Hey, hey)
Just texted my plug, I think I need an extra fifty (Ayy, I need some more, bruh)
My other plug called, I clicked him on three-way (Hello?)
Ayy, man, your b*tch just called me with her friend on three-way (Hello?)
They talkin' 'bout, "Let's go hook up and have a threeway"
[Verse 1]
I poured the drank too muddy and now it got me sleepy (Woah)
Real n*gga, so I keep real n*ggas with me (Uh-huh)
Nah, I ain't trippin', throwin' money in Magic City (It's Dolph)
f*ck that rap sh*t, n*gga, I been runnin' my city, ayy
You don't believe me, go and ask the streets of Memphis (Yup)
My hood full of hustlers sellin' dope or pimpin' (Can't stunt this sh*t)
Seventy bands a week and still independent (It's Dolph)
The coldest n*gga out that b*tch since Penny (Hardaway)
b*tch, your n*gga ain't sh*t, he soft as tissue (pus*y)
Don't come over here 'less you bring your friend with you (For real)
Ain't goin' in the club if I can't bring in my pistol (Naw, I'm straight)
Oh, you took lil' mama to your crib? (What?), you a stupid-ass n*gga (Stupid-ass n*gga)

[Chorus]
I can't trust none of these b*tches, they too sneaky (f*ck them hoes)
You see me with two cups, then you know what I'm drinkin' (Mud)
Don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they gossip like some b*tches (pus*y)
Get rich or die tryin', I think I'm 50 (Hey, hey)
Just texted my plug, I think I need an extra fifty (Ayy, I need some more, bruh)
My other plug called, I clicked him on three-way (Hello?)
Ayy, man, your b*tch just called me with her friend on three-way (Hello?)
They talkin' 'bout, "Let's go hook up and have a threeway" (The Plug Best Friend)

[Verse 2]
In the middle of the hood stuntin' like Baby
Still don't f*ck with these n*ggas 'cause they slim shady
These b*tches ain't loyal, you heard that from Breezy
On that trap or die sh*t for real, that's why I f*ck with Jeezy (Yup)
Young n*gga with an attitude, that's why I f*ck with Eazy (Yup)
Mismatched designer I'm rockin', don't I make it look easy?
I can't trust none of these n*ggas, they gon' tell it (I know they gon' tell it)
Real friends and fake friends, keep them separate (Real sh*t)
Bad b*tches only, mediocre thatta way (Over there)
I met lil' mama yesterday and smashed her yesterday (Uh-huh)
I don't remember her name, but her friend name was Tandra (Woo)
They called me for the next three days straight, but I didn't answer, f*ck them hoes (f*ck them hoes)
[Chorus]
I can't trust none of these b*tches, they too sneaky (f*ck them hoes)
You see me with two cups, then you know what I'm drinkin' (Mud)
Don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they gossip like some b*tches (pus*y)
Get rich or die tryin', I think I'm 50 (Hey, hey)
Just texted my plug, I think I need an extra fifty (Ayy, I need some more, bruh)
My other plug called, I clicked him on three-way (Hello?)
Ayy, man, your b*tch just called me with her friend on three-way (Hello?)
They talkin' 'bout, "Let's go hook up and have a threeway"

[Outro]
Yeah
The plug best friend
Haha
You already now how I'm rock and rollin', man
Go get the money, n*gga
Ayy
Don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they gossip like some b*tches
Don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they gossip like some b*tches
Don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they gossip like some b*tches