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Rich Homie Quan - Dashboard Lyrics



Rich Homie Quan - Dashboard Lyrics
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[ Featuring VVSNCE ]

(Rich Homie)

You bleed like I bleed, but that don't make you better
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy

His foot on the gas
F*ck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass
Beat a ho up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash
Duffled up, Louis V bag, boy (Louis V)
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes
Like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy

I just left Wafi, he said, "Quan you spend a lotta money on dimes"
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
Kissin' on my toes, on my neck, all on my back
Jeans cover my waistline, my thumb cover my crack
I'm tryna give you my whole spine, baby, if you got my back
Where were you when I was down bad on my dick, sittin' on my ass?
Nowhere to be found, yeah
I tried to throw the towel in, she was outta bounds, yeah
And you did me like that
I don't really know what it feel like to be in love
Drunk intoxicated, your love, it feel like a drug
This shit on the floor, I been lyin' like I'm a rug
He just dropped the top and the inside peanut butter

You bleed like I bleed, but that don't make you better
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy

His foot on the gas
F*ck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass
Beat a ho up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash
Duffled up, Louis V bag, boy (Louis V)
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes
Like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
His foot on the gas
F*ck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass
Beat a ho up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash
Duffled up, Louis V bag, boy (Louis V)
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes
Like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy

I just left Wafi, he said, "Quan you spend a lotta money on dimes"
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
I just left Wafi, he said, "Quan you spend a lotta money on dimes"
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
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(Rich Homie)

You bleed like I bleed, but that don't make you better
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy

His foot on the gas
F*ck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass
Beat a ho up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash
Duffled up, Louis V bag, boy (Louis V)
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes
Like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy

I just left Wafi, he said, "Quan you spend a lotta money on dimes"
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
Kissin' on my toes, on my neck, all on my back
Jeans cover my waistline, my thumb cover my crack
I'm tryna give you my whole spine, baby, if you got my back
Where were you when I was down bad on my dick, sittin' on my ass?
Nowhere to be found, yeah
I tried to throw the towel in, she was outta bounds, yeah
And you did me like that
I don't really know what it feel like to be in love
Drunk intoxicated, your love, it feel like a drug
This shit on the floor, I been lyin' like I'm a rug
He just dropped the top and the inside peanut butter

You bleed like I bleed, but that don't make you better
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy

His foot on the gas
F*ck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass
Beat a ho up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash
Duffled up, Louis V bag, boy (Louis V)
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes
Like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
His foot on the gas
F*ck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass
Beat a ho up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash
Duffled up, Louis V bag, boy (Louis V)
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes
Like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy

I just left Wafi, he said, "Quan you spend a lotta money on dimes"
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
I just left Wafi, he said, "Quan you spend a lotta money on dimes"
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
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Writer: Dequantes Lamar, Taejon Enriquez, VVSNCE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Rich Homie Quan - Dashboard Video
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Performed By: Rich Homie Quan
Featuring: VVSNCE
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Dequantes Lamar, Taejon Enriquez, VVSNCE

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