Deposits (feat. Donnie Breeze)
Otto
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Yeah We make deposits and don't got accountants We make deposits and don't got accountants Y'all niggas broke trying to rob for them ounces Drip on this bitch like a broke water fountain Trap through the night I'm addicted to counting She bounce on the D like she got them good knees Just got the re up I'm on the back street Been getting money my dogs got to eat They got to pay me they want me to speak Went to Miami to ball like the heat When I'm in the corner I just pull up for three Step in the stu and go beat up the beat When she acting crazy I f*ck her to sleep Just keep it real if you fucking with me Been through some shit left my heart in the streets If I don't know you I'm charging a fee If I don't know you I'm charging a fee Like woah we just get them things in for the low Shawty like to strip up on the pole Now I get my money on the road I just had to dodge a few hoes oh oh X them out tic tac toe Now I'm about to scrape it out the bowl Shawty got coke on her nose They know that we next to blow We make deposits and don't got accountants Y'all niggas broke trying to rob for them ounces Drip on this bitch like a broke water fountain Trap through the night I'm addicted to counting She bounce on the D like she got them good knees Just got the re up I'm on the back street Been getting money my dogs got to eat They got to pay me they want me to speak I remember being broke boy Shit was no joke boy Damn that was just last week Now they like "Oh boy" Shine like a dope boy Ain't even reach my peak Life's good it's fantastic ain't fucking with you because you been lacking Bitches want the D because I been packing I been bombing beats like I'm Bin Laden My squad so dangerous I got killers on my call log Haters want to see me fall off In the game playing hard ball I could lose it all and get it back again Come aboard the train I'm on the track to win I'm the one lets not pretend Sucka shit I don't reccomend We make deposits and don't got accountants Y'all niggas broke trying to rob for them ounces Drip on this bitch like a broke water fountain Trap through the night I'm addicted to counting She bounce on the D like she got them good knees Just got the re up I'm on the back street Been getting money my dogs got to eat They got to pay me they want me to speak
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Written by: Donnie Thomas, Malcolm Poston
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