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Dave, J Hus

Last update on: April 17, 2019

She whinin' like a nice booshie Came on a Rambo ting Everything camouflaging

Lookin' like a bulletproof vest, nah, That's just a body warmer Big man gossiping, there's nothin' worser Assure it, I'm a father for them man Bring something larger for them man Disaster, disaster for them man Them man, them man Them man there Make a one trip there Just to make-a one ting clear Then fly out to Edinburgh I'm so fly I might just pump My cologne, need a zuubi to roll Left eye look through your soul I'm blinded by love while I'm winkin' at you I'm thinkin' out loud so you know I'm always thinkin' 'bout you Same time I don't think I'm too irrational Fuck beefin' with babies Catch a man raving We're taking your paper You're yak and your ladies Fist fight, this bitch bites like it's rabies Drop from your baby, catch him there I'm standing here Bumped into Dave by the Santander You is in the same spot you was in last year Who said life ain't fair? I know man who live life in fear This time last year You on the same block standing there Smoking, gossiping, chatting bare Don't tell me that you ain't involved Them JME cah man don't care Man don't business, love no witness Hug no traitor, spud no snitches Man try live this, never Knew he had a clitoris Have a man for breakfast Take about hitlist I bring the fire, you a liar And a backstabber I'm with the born chasers or I'm with the cash-grabbers I'm doin' mathematics, automatic Never static And she don't know my real name She thought I was Patrick Sit back and smoke a baseball bat You think this is the life, boy, it ain't all that I done some evil things That I wouldn't take back I keep it to myself 'cause people wanna chat Keep it to yourself People wanna talk Flossin' in the gossip's How you end up in a war I've got nothing for a fed Copper for your head And that's the definition Of a penny for your thoughts We just live and maintain We on the same streets but We don't play the same game You're the type to get caught And go and play the blame game You should be ashamed If I stick to my heart I'll put my stick to your brain Let it rip for the pain then Put shit on my name 'Til I grip and I aim Dip on a plane with a brand new name Mummy I got a flight to catch All for an internet gangster or cyber man Mike Myers man, a couple Triers tried to try a man My boys put stars in the Hood like I'm stryding man I know people wearin' Roleys doin' life in can Isn't that ironic that they Couldn't find the time to plan Still keep a faith in God Still couldn't spare the rod Marcel, you know me I came with the Blazin' Squad You better pray to God Whenever I'm in town Like a kid in a divorce I'm leaving with your spouse I can't make a horse at The river open its mouth You ain't got the drive, that's Why you're in the drought Life's great, I'm in Sweden or Copenhagen Gettin' brain from a Dane Who's first name I can't pronounce She whinin' like a nice booshie Came on a Rambo ting Everything camouflaging Lookin' like a bulletproof vest, nah That's just a body warmer Big man gossiping, there's nothin' worser Assure it, I'm a father for them man Bring something larger for them man Disaster, disaster for them man Them man, them man Them man there Make a one trip there Just to make-a one ting clear Then fly out to Edinburgh I'm so fly I might just pump My cologne, need a zuubi to roll Left eye look through your soul I'm blinded by love while I'm winkin' at you I'm thinkin' out loud so you Know I'm always thinkin' 'bout you Same time I don't think I'm too irrational

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