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lirik lagu dc the don - own it

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[intro]
uh, n~ggas ain’t on sh~t till i get on it, uh, uh, uh
n~ggas couldn’t be don, so they gon’ clone it, uh, uh, uh
like boy you old as f~ck [?], okay, uh, uh, uh (p~ssy)

[chorus]
watch me scratch that b~tch like b~tch i own it, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
i could crash that b~tch, ’cause b~tch i own it, okay
watch me wreck that b~tch, ’cause b~tch i own it (skrt, skrt)
givenchy boots when i step on the scene ’cause b~tch i own it
[verse]
donny sh~t going up, murder rate, it’s going up (yeah)
i was finna cop that srt ’cause they say that sh~t ain’t slowing up
ayy, in the function rolling up, hittin’ your ho with a shoulder shrug
i was finna bring my yoppa in this b~tch, and show my shoulder love
i don’t really think he like that, n~ggas gon’ check to see if he bold enough
spent six hunid for a ysl belt but this sh~t on me i can’t hold it up
srt it go vroom but this stick go boom, hit his sh~t and he opened up
spend a bag, hold it up, rep yo’ sh~t, hold it up
i took that b~tch to the back of the raddison
i got a whole lotta guap on my baggages
you not from milwaukee boy you from madison
well i stay with some shooters they f~ck up your [?]
and this b~tch tryna f~ck on the don and she african
i got a white ho she dancing like addison
i got a white ho she badder than addison
and i’m treating these ho’s like the [?]
how many rickys could i buy i’m baggin’ it
i rock rick every day on my momma i’m draggin’ it
say, “f~ck it go crazy lil’ bro, you be having it”
i know i’m heaven sent, f~ck i’m sn~tchin’ it
they say, “f~ck it go crazy, lil’ b~tch” i be smashin’ it
i was high as a b~tch, with my drac in the cabinet
approaching the don on her knees, colin kaepernick
i throw my fist in the air while i’m smashin’ it
i throw the wh0res in the sky while i’m up on the stage and your b~tch in the back, she be baggin’ it up, ayy
f~ck the promoter i’m stackin’ it up, [?], yeah
b~tch, i be buying designer, margiela, designer walked through, they start clappin’ it up
neiman marcus little boy, i’m cashin’ ’em out
i ain’t gotta say sh~t they start backing me up
i see broke b~tch
shawty ain’t tryna do sh~t wit’ your lil’ ass ’cause he be on broke sh~t
tell your manager hit up my team then i get all the guap i ain’t tryna do folk sh~t
this the way it don’t matter you won’t finna see me enough i ain’t dealin’ with broke sh~t
finna off on all of these n~ggas on the ‘gram this season, f~ck it
high as f~ck, ceiling fade, he came through with renegade
i know you finna run to twitter to talk your sh~t because you pigeon made
off the chickens peel em, fade, like look at him he villain made
they see me in la and the ho’s can’t breathe, she gotta ventilate
ayy, put that sh~t in her throat ’til the ho can’t breathe she gotta ventilate
don got a s~class too and this b~tch too fast, so how is this n~gga late?
how the f~ck i look good on the camera?
ksubi jeans with a gucci bandana
mvp gotta pass me the rock, sport
petal the metal i’m flooded (p~ssy)
[chorus]
watch me scratch that b~tch like b~tch i own it, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
i could crash that b~tch, ’cause b~tch i own it, okay
watch me wreck that b~tch, ’cause b~tch i own it (skrt, skrt)
givenchy boots when i step on the scene ’cause b~tch i own it (yeah)


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