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Your neighborhood Jimi Jump. [music] Uh [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? [Verse 1] Letras de cancionesPitch 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? Thats 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 Shes starting for the blike Spying on the brother Cause' shes 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 Thats 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? (Thanks to Lori for these lyrics) From Letras Mania