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Datboy Deebs

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Boy, I'm bout to go guerrilla and I ain't talkin' ape
I be comin' with the drillers, body left a chalk shape
Might go help out 12 with extra caution tape
Like a pitcher but for real, I'm a hit ya with a K

Shit, I Roc' so hard like a garbage plate
I'm on top so far, I can hardly see the game
Made his grave so big, that's a mortgage estate
Ya bitch stay where I live, storing dick like a maid

Bet ya start to feel hot cuz you sittin' in my spread
Can't compete with me no shot, ya guns out of led
My flow make her stop and uncross her legs
They just leave me on top like the first piece of bread

Boy, I'm bout to go berserk but I ain't from the anime
A grocery clerk, I be counting' dollars through the day
Spanish girl twerkin', I got work, make it ándale
Your shit talk's a chirp, my words haunt your every day

Everyday I get paid more money (Yes I do)
My bitch bad like a playboy bunny (it's true)
I got it down, I don't try to get lucky (never lose)
Drip rainy but the diamonds still sunny (watch the news)

Everyday I get paid more money (Yes I do)
My bitch bad like a playboy bunny (it's true)
I got it down, I don't try to get lucky (never lose)
Drip rainy but the diamonds still sunny (watch the news)

In the timber with a pig like ya bitch is my honey
Bob the Builder with the bricks, yeah my stick is a gunny
All this shit childish but my flow so cunning
In the boat with a fish, that's ya bitch pussy cumming

Make 'em slip break a limb, how my drip so runny
All the punch lines miss, man ya script not funny
Said ya bitch not my problem but she still wanna f*ck me
Bet I don't wear a condom, I call that a rubber ducky

Huh shit, my bitch make it clap
I don't got to ask questions like the quiet kid in class
But I'm still givin' her directions while she throwin' it back
Then I walk in the section, lights on when they clap

Steppin over all the cracks but I still broke ya mothers back
Yeah boy I'm bullet billin', you be chillin' up in last
1up my mushroom, got my foot on the gas
And I got enough room in the whip, need a map

Datboy Deebs made 'em have a heart attack
My rap so clean like I don't make explicit tracks
On go, lights green, I don't need a starter pack
Autumns cold night breeze leafs you to fall in last

Caught Covid-19, how i go sneeze a sick track
Cold shoulder to the B's 'cept the ones at my pad
Water cold, ice freeze, frost bite from my racks
I been told I sleep with an eye on the cash

Under stimulated, think I need me some meds
Jungle gym what I'm sayin, bars over your head
Check the depth of a lake, see my drip times ten
Might've stepped on a snake or that's my dick again

Never closin out her legs but I'm Aroldis in the pen
Ten toes on my bitch but I'm still gettin' head
Put my horse in the shed, mustang instead
See you on the L side, I reside the other end

Got em jumpin' like a festival, I don't play fair
In her mouth like a vegetable, my kid's day care
And my whip got a sectional, this no way fair
When I spit it's a spectacle, get stank face stares

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