Letra Dolce & Gabbana de Jimi Jump original

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Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Got my haters blockin'
Dolce and Gabbana
Fresh pair of Pradas
Got me lookin proba
And my haters block it
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Got my haters blockin'
Dolce and Gabbana
Fist full of dollars
Them girls wanna holler
Girl>: What cologne you got on boy?
Jimi>: Dolce and Gabbana
You smell it?

Verse 1:>
Pitch black
Can't see
Got my suna shades on
And my brand new fit
Got a fit for it, yup
Got the stunt for the chicks
A stack on this
Just a stunt for the b.tch
Gotta look good
If I continue with some this
Keep a 5.5 every time I get a hit
My beat it bend list since I step in the building
Won't hit the dance floor cause' sweating is for children
Look, I be chillin'
In the shadows
Puffin' on my beat it
While I'm messin' with the bad pros
Look, I always had those
I'm just tryin' to get more
Keep my team fresh like my chest keep a new low
No, this time I'm rockin'
What the hell I got a front for?
That's what I got VIP heavy stunners for
Where I'm from it's the dumb way straight with tuto
Keep your blockers on
If you hatin' then you wont know

Chorus:>
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Got my haters blockin'
Dolce and Gabbana
Fresh pair of Pradas
Got me lookin proba
Got my haters block it
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Got my haters blockin'
Dolce and Gabbana
Fist full of dollars
Them girls wanna holler
Girl>: What cologne you got on boy?
Jimi>: Dolce and Gabbana
You smell it?

Verse 2:>
Hell yes.
My sit is the best
My shoes don't point
My stunners is don't hit
My girl in the club
She's starting for the blike
Spying on the brother
Cause' she's craze about to kick
My pockets on this tank
Four leather tick
Got me feeling like baby flippin' burrs, movin' bricks
Sick
Piss them off
I ain't talkin'
I ain't see
I'm talkin' bout the way I run games when I'm off speed
We pros fall
B.tch 'em to the leak, oh
Mill I'll get some of them
Cover flow
Action people
I people like guys who wanna be those
Baby girl, I can see you
You are see-through
Ima see two more before the night close
Take her home
Girl, you groan
Show your night clothes
Those are the buns
Sittin' fire on my knows
Gotcha all over my face like I'm a model
Me and my homies
Believe it
Pop bottles
Believe it
Drink til you faint
That's our motto.
BALLIN!!
Don't mind me
I'm just talkin', kid
Take me as that name
He just drop me another hit

Chorus>
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Got my haters blockin'
Dolce and Gabbana
Fresh pair of Pradas
Got me lookin proba
And my haters block it
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana
Got my haters blockin'
Dolce and Gabbana
Fist full of dollars
Them girls wanna holler
Girl>: What cologne you got on boy?
Jimi>: Dolce and Gabbana
You smell it?