DOUG DIMMADOME
Sheluvmaxxx
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HBK, Shawn Michaels, knock a chin off We gon' party, send ten shots, then we spin Off You was talkin' crazy on the ground, knock Your friend off I don't want a scat pack, how much do the Benz cost I'm at the top by myself, swear to God, I live alone Niggas talk about that Fah, I think that's a different song She got me nuttin' off the head, baby, got a different dime I'm the mayor of my city like I'm Doug Dimmedome Wockhardt, Lemonade, make sure that her rent is paid Made ten thousand, sixty seconds, that's a Minute made Yeah lil' baby wanna f*ck on me because I Don't really pay Used to be the man back in school, it's a Different day Your lil' baby got a heartagram on her ass sheet Had a thousand dollars, twenty K, that was last week She gon' do it strange for some change, she A cash freak Bitch, I'm number one, no matter what, you Can't pass me All my niggas number one, I think we broke The rank I got too much money comin' in, I fuckin Broke the bank Them niggas talk the most, swear they tough But we know they ain't I got a bitch from New Orleans, swear to God, she not a saint I f*ck an atheist because she got some demon head Nigga, I'm a deli, I got cheese, and I stay With bread Twenty thousand on an off day, that's what The statement says My niggas runnin' around with face paint Like the day of the dead She tell me that she don't got the money She pay with the head You don't pay the plug for this shit, but You pay me instead My shooter goin' prolly crackin' shit like He makin' some eggs Bitch, I'm in the six with some hoes, Canadian Head Your lil' baby D1, she play basketball, so She balance mine Rolex on my wrist, on my mama, I can't tell The time That shit pure, on my mama, you can't smell That like Only time I'm tryna cease fire when it's Palestine No, for real though, free Palestine I had to put that out there, nah, for real Yeah, like, no, all jokes aside, free Palestine F*ck, yeah, heartagram, nigga Told the judge, better freak thug l, I'm Crashin' out Took her to the islands for a week, she got A accent now Yeah, she love to geek took a sniff, now She passin' out Niggas said he could f*ck with me, got him Bitch passin' out Niggas wanna talk about Racks send that boy The ace I got a bad bitch on my phone, posted ford Display I got three bitches on my dick, bitch, I Stay with Trey It ain't no beef over here, all chicken Chick-fil-A Niggas see me with hella bitches, so they think I'm gay Yeah, I give her a dick, but after that, lil Baby go away It's hot as f*ck, no matter what, but I know It's some colder days She gon' fuckin' keep it on the low, lil Baby, not her place Fah, nigga, yeah, yeah, lil' baby, not her Place, haha, that woke up that nigga, that woke up Mango, for real Fah, yeah, shoutout to all my supporters, shoutout to all my niggas, for real, I love Y'all the most, I keep sendin' out all my songs, though, cause I do Niggas can't f*ck with me, not even on they best day, nigga, but my worst day, they still Couldn't f*ck with me
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