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lirik lagu ds finesser - world shit

dom dodda
yeah, the dom dodda
ayy, yeah
her p~ssy is wet like the water
she call me a jet ski
she say that i’m fine, she say that i’m s~xy
she wanna s~x me (she wanna f~ck)
back then i was broke, they call me a joke
and they wouldn’t text me
now she digestin’ my kids
like it was ecstasy
b~tch, i got it out the mud like i’m lil baby
and i got a lotta bodies like i was a rapist
if 12 pull me over, i’ma try to race ’em
if he got a lotta bricks, i’ma try to snake it
k!ll a n~gga, put his body in the trunk
meditated with my gun like a monk
murder on my mind, screamin’, “redrum”
open up your mouth when i’m finna cum
b~tch, i bought it every season, call me roadie reg
made a oath to my gang that i won’t ever switch
i cut that my grass, ’cause i can hear the hiss
my glock on my hip and it’s pokin’ out my fit
i just copped another sprinter, it is not a run
b~tch i’m eatin’ percocets like a chicken tender
gave a b~tch the wood, then she caught a splinter
rockin’ mclaren, the fall and the winter
b~tch, get up off me, i already nutted
you see the doorkn~b, b~tch, you better touch it
they say that i’m crazy, my gun, i’m clutchin’
the way i grew up, man, a n~gga was rugged
you open your legs but i want you to suck it
call a n~gga mc, ’cause you better not touch me
lay your finger on this chain, i’m uppin’ my thang
and knockin’ your m~ffin
diamond on my neck, ap on my wrist
red dot on my stick, when the up don’t miss
old dumb ass ho tried to give me a kiss
smack a b~tch in the face, tell her, “suck this d~ck”
so many percs, i was too d~mn high
i was so d~mn high that i thought i had died
my b~tch, she a rider, like bonnie and clyde
one day, swear to god, i’ma make her a bride
clutchin’ my metal, i’m clutchin’ my stick
if you run up on me, you get hit with the b~tch
got a ar~15 and it might overheat
so a n~gga just bought another cooling kit
i’m a big dog up in the gang, you a poodle
i’m a great dane mixed with a pit’
and i’m on some osama bin laden sh~t
’cause a n~gga fittin’ a tec
glock on my hip so i limp when i walk
she got my d~ck on her breath every time she talk
you would think i got aids ’cause a n~gga too raw
god made me perfect, ain’t got no flaws
your set get took, b~tch, i got your bricks
got a long ass d~ck like i’m blind in this b~tch
if you playin’ hide and seek, we gon’ find that b~tch
f~ck a.30 cal’, i got a nine inch d~ck
call a n~gga big snoop, ’cause a young n~gga crippin’
and if i catch him slippin’, then he come a miss
i’ma shoot up his house, he gon’ die while he sh~ttin’
shot that boy in the head, he ain’t doin’ no healin’
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