Preach - Young Dolph

I wanna know Do you even feel it? Do you even feel it now? And you're not alone So don't be hesitatin' for my lovin' Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, I'm down on my knees Mercy, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' (Preach it, baby) You gotta say Nothing too specific You know I'll get it anyway A hip's gotta sway So shake it like your mama in '73, yeah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, I'm down on my knees Mercy, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ah, ah, ah Shout it from the rooftop, scream it from the pulpit Yell it 'til I hear you, sell it like you bought it, and Shout it from the rooftop, scream it from the pulpit Yell it 'til I hear you, ain't no doubt about it, yeah (Ah, ah) (Ah, ah) woo-ooh (Ah, ah) Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach (ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah) (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ah, ah, ah

Ayy, they tried to bury us, right? They ain't know we was C's though Grew up to some crazy shit Ten milli' on me now, you ain't know that, did you? And somethin' low-key on your block, you ain't know that, did you? Had to cut into an opp like, "You ain't on that, is you?" "You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you?" (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) The shit I rap be facts, I ain't just droppin' bars Bro'nem could see a carseat, they still gon' chop the car I ain't trippin' if the police get my opps Them niggas ain't finna survive in prison, my niggas got the yards Them Detroit niggas want me to keep that same flow But that ain't what get them millions, I can't, bro You know a lot of niggas scared to make that change, though You gotta do it, get money, that's how the game go Real nigga 'round these weird niggas, I don't fit in House up on the hills, gotta rock climb to get in It ain't one nigga I can call and borrow a band I ain't trippin', though, 'cause the banker let me borrow M's Yeah, we can do that debit and that credit talk Tell your mans face to face 'fore I blow his expression off You know what I used to do to get that cheddar, dawg I was robbin' stores for that vault, like, "Don't set it off" Ten milli' on me now, you ain't know that, did you? And somethin' low-key on your block, you ain't know that, did you? Had to cut into an opp like, "You ain't on that, is you?" "You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you?" Blue faces on me, bust down, little thottie I was pushin' foreigns through the East before Gotti They came to chop bricks, you don't wanna see karate Free my niggas ridin' under the five, almighty Ayy, know I fuck with G's and some Crips too Boy, your ho a bitch and you a bitch too Boy don't let them niggas get you slumped 'Cause when you dead, they gon' still live they life and have fun It's a difference from preachin', speakin' from experience All the shit I been through, I remember Niggas say I changed for material Boy, is you illiterate? Nigga, you know what the fuck I risked for this? Nigga, you know what I risked for my wrist? Rest in peace my opp, nigga, you ain't gon' be missed Besides get on Instagram and diss, your niggas ain't finna do shit We gon' coexist until I want them niggas picked Ten milli' on me now, you ain't know that, did you? And somethin' low-key on your block, you ain't know that, did you? Had to cut into an opp like, "You ain't on that, is you?" "You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you?" I don't regret the shit I did wrong, naw But I regret the shit I did for the wrong people MarMar in and out the hole like he ain't tryna come home Bro, you only got a year left, chill, you at the door, nigga Got all this money waitin' on you, all these hoes, nigga When I see niggas, I just see a lot of hoes, nigga How you gonna go to work with me when you broke, nigga? Huh? Tell these niggas make it make sense They run the streets night and day, still ain't made shit Got this .40 in my hand, it ain't on my hip Niggas say they on my ass, more like on my dick Nigga, ah Ten milli' on me now And somethin' low-key on your block You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you? Ten milli' on me now On me now

Let this band play Let this band play Lately I been feeling like spazzin' out Memphis niggas known for crashin' out I heard you going broke, so you ass'd out Tryna keep up with the kid you gon' be ass'd out Tell me how the fuck you think I got here This rap game ain't shit to me but some cartwheels 90 percent of these niggas not real Started rapping, found out these rappers jewelry not real Damn, damn Swear that shit hurt my heart dawg, Huh, fuck it though Never had a deal but got more guap than all of y'all Lost a half of mil' that's why I started rapping, dawg Tall skinny nigga, I shoulda been playing ball But I had niggas spending a hundred grand Every time they called It ain't shit to pick up a pistol and go robbin' nigga I let my nuts hang, went out of town and went mobbin' nigga Think 'bout my childhood, all I remember is starving nigga Old niggas in the hood was hating, but I ain't buy them niggas Made a pledge with my niggas, we brothers forever (Yeah) Don't give a fuck, you right or wrong, we thuggin' forever (Yeah!) Shit was treacherous in my hood, nigga (Every man for they self) Richest nigga in my hood, nigga (Yeah, yeah) Do what I wanna, before this rap shit, none of that cap shit Just might be the realest nigga on the map, bitch Had your sister holding pounds on some trap shit Bout to go pick up some gualla, I'll be back bitch Two-two thousand miles away, by my damn self Niggas talk too much so I don't need no damn help Dolph ran up them milly's, you feel like he owe you don't you? But tell the truth, you would cross him out for some paper, won't you? Why I show you so much, you ain't never did shit for me I take that back, besides run your mouth like a bitch to me I ain't got no rap friends cause all they bitches feeling me They know deep down inside I'm what they nigga wanna be Ain't nothing but one of me (Damn) He really from the streets (Damn) He really swung them P's (Damn) He really bought that double R truck, it's not a lease (Damn) Momma called me crying, said she proud of me (I love you) Remember a couple of my own niggas doubted me (Fuck you) Found my first plug, was like I hit the lottery (Thank you, God) When I get shot, was the first time I ain't have my Glock with me

Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) (Who was that?) All that ass, I call her Big Booty Judy (Damn) Baby fine as hell and she super juicy (Bad) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Uh) When she walk, all you see is ass movin' (Bounce it, bounce it) I think she got me sprung, she too damn juicy (Damn) Told me she get it from her mama (Goddamn) Put her in a Benz, took her out that Honda (Goddamn) I think I wanna turn her to my baby mama (Goddamn) I plead guilty, yeah, I killed that pussy, your honor (Goddamn) Pretty bitch, thighs shaking like thunder (Yeah, yeah) Bad bitch, she keep two credit cards on her (Yeah, yeah) Mad bitches always hating on her (Yeah, yeah) I'm pouring lean like Mexicans pour Coronas (Dirty, dirty) Can I keep it? I don't wanna just one night it (Yeah, yeah) That booty so fat, it make you wanna bite it (Ayy) I roll the weed up and let her light it (Uh-huh) She a bad bitch in public, pornstar in private Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) (Who was that?) All that ass, I call her Big Booty Judy (Damn) Baby fine as hell and she super juicy (Bad) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Uh) When she walk, all you see is ass movin' (Bounce it, bounce it) I think she got me sprung, she too damn juicy (Damn) Big Booty Judy (Judy) Big Booty Judy (Judy) When she walk, all you see is all that ass movin' (Bounce it) D cup boobies (Boobies) Never been a trick, Now this bitch got me buyin' rubies (Buyin' rubies) (Dolph, you trippin', bro) What the fuck is happening? Dolph, you come from traveling Trapping with them packages (The fuck you doing?) I think she put a curse on me Baby girl, she gorgeous and her booty is immaculate Woo, nah, I ain't havin' it From the back, stabbin' it Late night triple-X show, this ain't no David Letterman Ayy, Big Booty Judy (Yeah) Big Booty Judy (Yeah) Uh Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) (Who was that?) All that ass, I call her Big Booty Judy (Damn) Baby fine as hell and she super juicy (Bad) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Uh) When she walk, all you see is ass movin' (Bounce it, bounce it) I think she got me sprung, she too damn juicy (Damn)

Motherfuckers always tryna figure out why I don't care about nothin', yeah (Zaytoven) Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' (The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' (What this shit all about homie) yeah Ayy, you wanna know something I ain't never gave a bitch a dime I ain't never gave a bitch time All these rappers mad at me 'cause I ain't signed (I ain't gon' say nothing 'bout that) And I got more money than they C.E.O. I judge my bitches by who got the best deep throat I judge my niggas by who never let their gun show I came up from across the track where niggas starvin' at Where niggas cross out they own brother and they heartless at The some fuck niggas that used to sell my mama crack I flex on that bitch as I cop them coupes back-to-back I've been havin' pussies hatin' on me my whole life That's why I just pulled off with 400 thou' worth of ice Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' (The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch but that bitch is nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' (What this shit all about homie) yeah Went from trappin' to rappin', they can't believe I made it I pulled this shit off and didn't sign to a major Got more money than your whole team, that's why you bitches hatin' I mean that shit when I say I'm a rich crack baby Send them boys up in your spot and leave it vacant South Memphis nigga down in Florida with the Haitians Don't play with me lil' nigga, you know my occupation That bitch swear she bad, but she ain't Only ten percent of my cash in the bank I'm so focused on the money that I don't blink They told me don't drink and drive, drive and drink Ridin' southern they go fast, neck full of bling Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' (The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' (What this shit all about homie?) Yeah