Dash
The Black L.A.B
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F*ck it I'm feeling myself I'm gonna burn away all of my old mistakes Take out the trash I'ma throw em away Count up money, lettin' go of the Waste, yuh This shit go deeper than passion My dick about to explode on her face, uh Shorty be mad cause she wanna go toe up And I'm in a zone with the bass, Uh She gimme happiness but nigga sad cause I'm like hella over the race Family fuckin' wit my happy face You gon wanna see my happy face Walkin' round like I'm mad nigga I ain't mad, I just got some cash to make F*ck is you doin' distracting me? I'm tryina focus, you aggravating' I dont want nothing from nobody I go to work, this is yo hobby I made a jungle out the whole lobby I pray to God the Devil won't stop me Tryina get money and put a lil bag away I'm tryina mash Pick up on a lil stash We got some cash to make Step on the gas I dont want nothing from nobody I go to work, this is yo hobby I made a jungle out the whole lobby I pray to God the Devil won't stop me Tryina get money and put a lil bag away I'm tryina mash Pick up on a lil stash We got some cash to make Step on the gas F*ck is you doing if you don't evolve I'm tryina float, watch the shit dissolve It's a whole lotta waves in the sauce A1, Baby lickin' it off (come on) She'd just rather eat it with her paws (eat it up) Give her a reason to come twice If she come twice, it gon cost I'ma beat the hide like a stowaway Acrobatic, Cirque Du Soleil See if we could vibe for a whole day If she talk trash it's a throw away like I don't wanna none of these hoe problems I'm going broke just to go solve em' I'm steady loc'ed outta yo nonsense So hold your own baby, watch I dont want nothing from nobody I go to work, this is yo hobby I made a jungle out the whole lobby I pray to God the Devil won't stop me Tryina get money and put a lil bag away I'm tryina mash Pick up on a lil stash We got some cash to make Step on the gas I dont want nothing from nobody I go to work, this is yo hobby I made a jungle out the whole lobby I pray to God the Devil won't stop me Tryina get money and put a lil bag away I'm tryina mash Pick up on a lil stash We got some cash to make Step on the gas Made a deal wit a fake dread headed snake Bled n' let it cake Waited for the money pile, but shit was heavy dead weight FLOT-W see me I'm comin for every plaque and every plate I couldn't give f*ck about a fake band Just as long as they ain't in my bank Tell me why people undercut the underdog Take advantage from the rest of us, God Kill you and Jesus, it's a double cross I'm ain't keeping secrets, it's a dummy loss Shit is some blasphemy I don't know so don't be asking me She got a nice aftertaste Oh my, if that's the pace I dont want nothing from nobody I go to work, this is yo hobby I made a jungle out the whole lobby I pray to God the Devil won't stop me Tryina get money and put a lil bag away I'm tryina mash Pick up on a lil stash We got some cash to make Step on the gas I dont want nothing from nobody I go to work, this is yo hobby I made a jungle out the whole lobby I pray to God the Devil won't stop me Tryina get money and put a lil bag away I'm tryina mash Pick up on a lil stash We got some cash to make Step on the gas
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