A$AP Rocky – D.M.B
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Fake homies do turn to fake phony dudes
Let me find out that you phony too
Yeah, fake homies do turn to fake—
[Chorus]
Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h
Hold my gun, load it up, count my slugs (That’s my bit©h)
Yeah, they don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, be my bit©h (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’ (That’s my bit©h)
[Post-Chorus]
Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h, rub my gut
Rub yo’ butt, be my slut, be my cunt, yeah, so what?
them hoes (That’s my bit©h) They don’t know nothin’
they talkin’ ’bout? (That’s my bit©h)
‘Cause they don’t know nothin’
[Verse 1]
Time to call it what it was, first I thought it wasn’t nothin’
Probably think I wanna hit and run, bad girls wanna have fun
I don’t want no Goody Two-Shoes, no, none
I ain’t no priest, I ain’t gon’ preach
I ain’t want no goodie-goodie, but she still praise Jesus
I share my clothes with my bit©h like she my sis
I don’t bеat my bit©h, I need my bit©h
She clean my crib, she feed my friеnds
She keep my secret, she keep my fridge packed, my freezer lit
That’s how deep I get, negative degrees
What’s the type of bit©h I need?
[Chorus]
Roll my, roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h (That’s my bit©h)
Hold my, hold my, load it up, count my slugs (That’s my bit©h)
Yeah, they don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, be my bit©h (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’ (That’s my, that’s my)
[Post-Chorus]
Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h, rub my gut
Rub yo’ butt, be my slut, be my cunt, yeah, so what?
them hoes (That’s my bit©h) They don’t know nothin’
they talkin’ ’bout? (That’s my bit©h)
‘Cause they don’t know nothin’
[Verse 2]
She got bank accounts too
With big amounts, $hit you couldn’t count
Just pick the number that you couldn’t count to
Like an attitude, curve a nigg@ when she didn’t have to
Around the lords like a British counsel
With all these sticks around you
We can build you a wooden castle
Got a penthouse, see the Bronx Zoo
Got a townhouse with the town view
Got surround sound with the top down
Ride through Allerton up to Soundview
I was lost then but I found you
Little slim thick with a bounce too
It’s your tough love that I’m bound to
I it up then it’s round two
[Chorus]
Roll my, roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h (That’s my bit©h)
Hold my, hold my, load it up, count my slugs (That’s my bit©h)
Yeah, they don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, be my bit©h (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’ (That’s my, that’s my)
[Post-Chorus]
Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h, rub my gut
Rub yo’ butt, be my slut, be my cunt, yeah, so what?
them hoes (That’s my bit©h) They don’t know nothin’
they talkin’ ’bout? ‘Cause they don’t know nothin’
[Bridge]
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Baby (I fell in love with you)
It’s been a little time since we both (I fell in love with you)
Felt full since our first encounter (My first encounter)
And baby (I fell in love with you)
Don’t let another nigg@ try my baby
Girl you know I’m one call away
(I wish a nigg@ would, I’m one phone call away)
It’s nothin’ (Tsch, this $hit ain’t nothin’, baby)
And baby (I fell in love with you)
My angel and my Goddess, when my head get clouded
(My head get cloudy, my thoughts get cloudy)
You’re my soulmate, my Goddess (My soulmate)
And baby (I fell in love with you)
Took a little time in a gray place (I fell in love with you)
For nothin’, nothing
[Chorus]
Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h
Hold my gun, load it up, count my slugs (That’s my bit©h)
Yeah, they don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, be my bit©h (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (That’s my bit©h)
They don’t know nothin’ (That’s my, that’s my)
[Post-Chorus]
Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bit©h, rub my gut
Rub yo’ butt, be my slut, be my cunt, yeah, so what?
them hoes (That’s my bit©h) they don’t know nothin’
they talkin’ ’bout? ‘Cause they don’t know nothin’
[Outro]
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
Hold up, hold up (I fell in love with you)
