Sad Frosty Dentist Office
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“Dentist Office” is a sparkling Hip-Hop single by American rapper.
The song has hilarious rhymes, punchlines, and lovely melodies that will brighten your day and make you not want to take off your headphones.
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Sad Frosty Dentist Office Mp3 Lyrics
[Intro]
Astro got it runnin’
[Chorus]
Hop off a jet and get straight in the ‘Vette (Vroom)
They like “How Frosty runnin’ up checks?” (Blatt)
Made me a quarter in less than a year
Showed my momma my bank and it had her in tears
I’m richer than a bitch and I’m still independent
Might cash out on Bapes, I don’t need a new pendant
I love what I claim, know you’d like to get in ’em
Might cop me some VVS then go hit the dentist
[Interlude]
(God Damn) Astro on the beat (Ayy)
Okay, bitch, yuh, okay, yuh, ayy, yuh
Astro got it runnin’ (Blatt)
[Chorus]
Hop off a jet and get straight in the ‘Vette (Vroom)
They like “How Frosty runnin’ up checks?” (Blatt)
Made me a quarter in less than a year
Showed my momma my bank and it had her in tears (Ayy)
I’m richer than a bitch and I’m still independent (Bitch)
Might cash out on Bapes, I don’t need a new pendant (Uh)
I love what I claim, know you’d like to get in ’em (What?)
Might cop me some VVS then go hit the dentist
[Verse]
Yeah
My girl think she perm’ but this bitch temporary (Blatt)
Bitch, if you broke then please do not come near me
I took her to supper (Uh), I don’t think think that hey hearin’ me
She goin’ out sad she be makin’ assumptions (Uh)
I don’t wanna try and I still would be stuntin’
Hot box in the whip now I got this bitch suckin’ (Pssh)
That’s all that she get I ain’t doin’ no fuckin’ (Pssh, Pssh)
Heard he tryna talk that, bullshit
Chris pull up empty, full clip (Yeah)
Ain’t no discussing Teezo keep a toolie
Turned up at my show, went home, fucked on a groupie
Yeah, okay
Stop flexin’ with 20’s, we buy out the mall
Took his bitch number but I never called
The gum on my shoe was the last thing he saw
I do what I want, I don’t need no permission
Bitch, I’m from a city, you won’t catch me slippin’
In the H, ridin’ slow, sittin’ sideways, we tippin’
On 15, I sat stuck in traffic, I’m trippin’
[?] the Tesla so fuck a Mercedes’
I can’t even lie, yeah, lil’ Frosty got lazy
But that shit don’t matter, I’m finna go crazy
[?] slid in my city, I heard them boys hate me
[Chorus]
Hop off a jet and get straight in the ‘Vette (Pussy)
They like “How Frosty runnin’ up checks?”
Made me a quarter in less than a year
Showed my momma my bank and it had her in tears
I’m richer than a bitch and I’m still independent
Might cash out on Bapes, I don’t need a new pendant
I love what I claim, know you’d like to get in ’em
Might cop me some VVS then go hit the dentist
