Dj Memphis10 - Dash Lyrics

(Intro: yeah, go dummy kyle)

[Chorus]
Hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the gas (whoo)
Digital dash, digital dash, digital dash, digital dash (go)
Shawty got ass, shawty got ass, shawty got ass, shawty got ass (yea)
Yeah i got these haters mad, yeah i got these haters mad (yea yea)
Riding down the highway (gone)
Lit like friday, (friday)
No i aint no usher baby, but i do it my may way
Riding down the highway (yea)
Lit like friday, (friday)
No i aint no usher baby, but i do it my may way (yea yea)

[Verse 1]
Gettin money in here, yeah whats the deal (whats the deal)
I hop in my ride wit ashanti on my wheels (on my wheels)
Ladies love me, just call me johnny gill (johnny gill)
I make the pussy drip, drip, drip, drip, drip (yeah yeah)
I got the cheese and i got the dope (whoo)
Im movin to fast, because you to slow (whoo)
Im flippin my cash and always on go (yeah)
Im shaking these hands and opening up doors.
Staying ten toes down ho, yeah ho.
Making big plays got a nigga wrist cold (yea, yea, yea)
You wanna slide through the city, (city)
Bad bitch looking pretty (pretty)
Dro in the air, yea we gettin litty (gettin litty)
Tell ya like it is, yeah we on this memphis shit (memphis shit)
I aint jay- z, but it big pimpin bitch (go, go, go)



[Chorus]
Hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the gas (whoo)
Digital dash, digital dash, digital dash, digital dash (go)
Shawty got ass, shawty got ass, shawty got ass, shawty got ass (yea)
Yeah i got these haters mad, yeah i got these haters mad (yea, yea, yea)
Riding down the highway (gone)
Lit like friday, (whoo)
No i aint no usher baby, but i do it my may way (my way)
Riding down the highway (yeah)
Lit like friday (friday)
No i aint no usher baby, but i do it my may way (yea yea)


[Verse 2]
I dont like a bum bitch, it dont excite me (no, no)
Cant fix ya hair, fix ya nails, cant fix ya feet (fix it)
Breath real hot, kickin like bruce lee (whoaaah)
You'll never ever ever cuff a nigga like me (no, no, no)
Cause im on my grind and im on my shit (yea)
I know how to spot a stanky lil bitch (yea)
Wont give yo attention and definitley no dick (yea)
You only want me, cause im gettin rich (yeah)
If you wanna ride leather, gotta do better (Huh)
Real street niggas way more clever (yea, yea, yea)
You wanna slide through the city, (city)
Bad bitch looking pretty (pretty)
Dro in the air, yea we gettin litty (gettin litty)
Tell ya like it is, yeah we on this memphis shit (yeah)
I aint jay- z, but it big pimpin bitch (yea, yea, yea)

[Chorus]
Hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the gas (whoo)
Digital dash, digital dash, digital dash, digital dash (go)
Shawty got ass, shawty got ass, shawty got ass, shawty got ass (yea)
Yeah i got these haters mad, yeah i got tthese haters mad (yea,yea yea)
Riding down the highway (highway)
Lit like friday, (yeah)
No i aint no usher baby, but i do it my may way (yea)
Riding down the highway (highway)
Lit like friday, (friday)
No i aint no usher baby, but i do it my may way (yea. yea, yea)