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lirik lagu detroit l-o – you niggas is suckaz

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[verse 1]

3 o’clock traffic jams with the roof cracked
i was geeked when pepp said he go the booth back
move back, b~tch i’m bouta shoot back
to the westside, grab the mic and then i cook crack
you a simp, you subscribe to her only fans
with them ridiculous prices, it got you in a trance
you can’t even pay me to dig into my bands
just to help a digital freak pockets, i’m not that money
i’m too old school and the hoes old news
and these b~tches still getting stalked by they old dude
you embraced it, see if you can shake em
while ya’ll n~ggas fighting, i’m hitting, i’m so envasive
digital prostitution bro, they love it
she’ll let you ram for a week, give her 1500
keep it playa, potna, pimpin’, caddi never simpin’
i hit for free, she spend the night, n~gga i ain’t trippin

[verse 2]

lyrical flames, they may result in a combustion
n~ggas was sleep and ain’t wake up from the concussion
art of seduction, aiming for testicular eruption
spoke the right words, now she sucking
seen a big booty b~tch in my rear view
buss a yooie, just so i can get near you
how you doing, i’m detroit l~o, real cool fellow
i might dog you out, the next day i might pull out rose pedals
just know that i ain’t really down for commitment
all my watches goldie n~gga, like i’m on some pimp sh~t
hit my barber for the sketcher, need a shape up
b~tch, i’m a mac, ain’t no point for us to make~up
he ain’t a cheater, that n~gga a lame
he only cheating cuz he don’t respect the rules of the game
cuz he love that freak, and i can clearly see
she do to you, what the b~tch couldn’t do to me
[verse 3]

you got her cuffed, kind of clueless why you talking tough
acting hard boy, you ain’t nothing but a rubber duck
soft as f~ck, one shot make ya’ll disperse
before she let you leave the crib, she put yo b~lls in her purse
graduate yourself to the next step
become a player, and get yourself a beat from pepp
it’s nothing left, so gbt is what i rep
we cook like chefs, caress on flow until death
a group of winners, n~gga we don’t lose
you like the side of the freeway n~gga, you ain’t smooth
they don’t like you, so you can’t choose and yo heart bruised
stay to yourself and get your paper, you can’t lose
pepp said he got an updated apparatus
imma book 10 hour blocks, let me know the status
automatic, feeling like a p~ssy magnet
how i pulled a white chick from the burbs that look like trish stratus


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