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Ashtray Video (MV)




Performed By: Paper Route EMPIRE
Featuring: Young Dolph, Kenny Muney
Language: English
Length: 1:56
Written by: Adolph Thornton Jr., Kenneth Greene




Paper Route EMPIRE - Ashtray Lyrics
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[ Featuring Young Dolph, Kenny Muney ]

(Sosa 808)

I do it so effortless (easy)
I pour that Wock'-Wock' up and don't even have to measure it (yeah)
Your favorite rapper and your boyfriend
I be fresher than (killin' them niggas)
I made a lot of money with my Mexicans (Vatos)
Convertible foreign (yeah)
Young nigga, the world is yours (yeah, yeah)
My bitch, she spoiled (yeah)
And me, yeah, I'm on the Forbes (yeah)
Been goin' through some shit
So all I do is drink lean and try to drink the problems away
Roll a blunt every thirty minutes
Tryna dump my problems in the ashtray (in the ashtray)
All I've been doin' thinkin' 'bout a hundred million, nigga
I ain't been gettin' no sleep
Got an Uzi up under my seat
Unlocked the new Stingray
But I had to park it for a second, hopped back in my Demon (yeah)
Boy, your name 'round here ringin' (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, these niggas 'round here singin'

I'm the young nigga whose name be ringin' like bells
These hoes tryna eat my semen (yeah)
In the trap, nigga, with a whole lot of dirty money
Put it in the dishwasher, yeah, I'm tryna clean it (trap)
Nigga said I'm broke, well, you gotta be dreamin' (what?)
F*ckin' off the property, you don't see my bling-blingin'?
Cold-ass nigga, got these f*ck niggas steamin' (ice)
Big boy racks, got these f*ck niggas teamin' up
His money, his money, nah, nigga, my money
These niggas ain't even seen enough
His bitch and his bitch gon' come and suck my dick
'Cause these niggas don't make 'em scream enough (ugh)
Niggas can't catch up, I ain't even movin'
So what you gon' do when I speed shit up? (Okay)
And I ain't worried 'bout nobody playin'
My young niggas ready to heat shit up
I be tryna tell 'em don't crash
They livin' like they in they last day
My young niggas know that I got 'em forever
I'm havin' more bags than a trash day (on God)
Ayy, nigga, the world is ours
These niggas ain't f*ckin' with us on my bad day (no)
And if any nigga say they want some smoke
We gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray

And if any nigga say they want some smoke
We gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
And if any nigga say they want some smoke
We gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
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English

(Sosa 808)

I do it so effortless (easy)
I pour that Wock'-Wock' up and don't even have to measure it (yeah)
Your favorite rapper and your boyfriend
I be fresher than (killin' them niggas)
I made a lot of money with my Mexicans (Vatos)
Convertible foreign (yeah)
Young nigga, the world is yours (yeah, yeah)
My bitch, she spoiled (yeah)
And me, yeah, I'm on the Forbes (yeah)
Been goin' through some shit
So all I do is drink lean and try to drink the problems away
Roll a blunt every thirty minutes
Tryna dump my problems in the ashtray (in the ashtray)
All I've been doin' thinkin' 'bout a hundred million, nigga
I ain't been gettin' no sleep
Got an Uzi up under my seat
Unlocked the new Stingray
But I had to park it for a second, hopped back in my Demon (yeah)
Boy, your name 'round here ringin' (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, these niggas 'round here singin'

I'm the young nigga whose name be ringin' like bells
These hoes tryna eat my semen (yeah)
In the trap, nigga, with a whole lot of dirty money
Put it in the dishwasher, yeah, I'm tryna clean it (trap)
Nigga said I'm broke, well, you gotta be dreamin' (what?)
F*ckin' off the property, you don't see my bling-blingin'?
Cold-ass nigga, got these f*ck niggas steamin' (ice)
Big boy racks, got these f*ck niggas teamin' up
His money, his money, nah, nigga, my money
These niggas ain't even seen enough
His bitch and his bitch gon' come and suck my dick
'Cause these niggas don't make 'em scream enough (ugh)
Niggas can't catch up, I ain't even movin'
So what you gon' do when I speed shit up? (Okay)
And I ain't worried 'bout nobody playin'
My young niggas ready to heat shit up
I be tryna tell 'em don't crash
They livin' like they in they last day
My young niggas know that I got 'em forever
I'm havin' more bags than a trash day (on God)
Ayy, nigga, the world is ours
These niggas ain't f*ckin' with us on my bad day (no)
And if any nigga say they want some smoke
We gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray

And if any nigga say they want some smoke
We gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
And if any nigga say they want some smoke
We gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
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Writer: Adolph Thornton Jr., Kenneth Greene
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.


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