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Foreva Lyrics Young Dolph #YoungDolph #Foreva #Music #Lyrics #HipHop Lyrics Foreva: Hey who is that? Who is that right there? Hey whats up lil' mama? She a good girl but she bad so I'm confused (Damn) Fuck it, I'ma shoot my shot got nun' to lose (Fuck it) I said "what's up my name is D" She said "nigga you lyin', yo name Dolph" Okay you know me? Then let's go pull off Jump in this coupe and let's go and get lost Took you to my hood but you was scared I started laughin' then you got mad Bet you never been with a nigga like me Don't give a fuck about bitches count skrilla like me We started off havin' fun though You asked me where I keep my gun though Uh, I don't wanna talk about that Why that ass so fat and why you walk like that? I'm just a lil' nigga out here havin' it All of my niggas, they savages Guess what I did last weekend? Bitch I made your boyfriend's salary She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva She kept it so real that I love with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real that I love her foreva Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva She kept it so real I can't say no Bitch real thick like clay though I got Hi-Tec in my Faygo Heard you got strippers on payroll Nigga I got killers on payroll My lil' mama mad at me, said she don't like the way that I'm livin' She hate to see cough medicine, say she don't like the way that I'm sippin' I was drinkin' this shit 10 years before I met you, lil' mama you trippin' Wait a minute, hold up it's me Wait a minute, roll up the weed Wait a minute, roll up my sleeves Got a pocket full of blue cheese Kickin' shit in the trap like Bruce Lee When I walk in they be like "who's he?" When I walk out they be like "what the fuck?" What the fuck is that lil' nigga drivin'? All my niggas, they ridin' All of these bitches be lyin' Lil' fly nigga plus my bitch fly so together we flying She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva She kept it so real that I love with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real that I love with her foreva Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva Me and lil' mama in a Bentley back Pussy nigga hatin' pulled up beside me She pulled it out her purse, rolled the window down Told the pussy nigga bust a move, ain't shit to try Stayed down for a nigga on a gun charge Went to jail with a nigga on a dope case I told the girl how much I love ya, I'd die for ya Wouldn't think twice, told me "boy go pull weight" And when I told her ballin' on these hoes ain't shit to do 10 million dollars on the crib, all that for you When you ain't even got to ask me where I'm puttin' my dick 'Cause odds are you gon' be with me when I'm getting seduced You know penthouses full of your WCW's And St. Regis, Four Seasons, Londons, and W's And Rolls-Royces, Benzes, I hate BMWs Spend that cake if I'm in love with you hey Hey you gon' find it hard to get Someone goin' hard at TIP But lil' boy we started that Closer where we are, and you a part of that And apologies if you gave me your heart And I turned around, gave you a heart attack Goddamn, I'm a dog for that But breakin' up? Came too far for that I keep it real though She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva She kept it so real that I love with her foreva She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva She kept it so real that I love with her foreva Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva