Dolly And The Rat Trap Lyrics by Ultramagnetic Mc's

Dolly And The Rat Trap Lyrics

    [kool keith]

    Yo i met this fine motherfuckin bitch last night man
    Pussy taste like strawberries man
    I was up in the crib chillin...
    ...and spendin much cash

    [ced gee]

    Yo i hear you man
    Them big shot bitches be perpetrating
    And you still be taking a loss
    Look at donald trump!

    [kool keith]

    I know a bitch named dolly, she live uptown
    She got a fly new benz, kid of asian brown
    Every night she would front and try to flex on the x
    For no reason, with that diamond and stud shit
    With two other girls, on that glamour and big shit
    Walkin around, at apollo and bentley
    Sportin the weave, like the queen of the centuries
    Lookin for buster, holyfield and tyson
    Jordan and sugar ray, a cake with icing
    Dolly walked in, with a tiger-striped mink coat
    Her friend had on some shit, i think it was billy goat
    Tryin to play all and many boogie down brothers out
    Regular b-boys, the crew, and others out
    Steppin to bar, the first order was champagne
    Dolly had a fat ass, with tina and charmagne
    Lookin for tank four, on e with no gain
    The benz was outside, parked with no gas
    Bitches inside, frontin hard in first class
    Tryin to play the x, like fucked up tv
    Lookin for green to get to washington d.c.
    You give him his car back, money and coat back
    Shoes and hat back, the credit you're known for
    Hoein out of state with the big drug dealers
    From east to west and only cash money stealers
    Charlie got much shit, them bitches are eatin well
    You say to yourself, i'm al capone, so what the hell
    Damn... i jerked three hundred g's
    I coulda put out a group with ten or twenty mc's
    And made megabucks, but you never did realize
    Dolly was shifty with her lips and chinky eyes
    Never had a dime, but know how to get one
    Jerk one take one, out for a long ride
    With tina and charmagne, bums on e side
    Lookin for bm's, cherokees and jaguars
    Benzes and audis, for the brothers with jettas
    Watch yourself, and step away from the rat trap

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