lirik lagu duke deuce – hell nah
[intro: duke deuce]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)
ayy, ayy
what the f~ck?
yeah, yeah
[chorus: gloss up & duke deuce]
only comp i see is me lookin’ in the mirror (huh)
he said he was hungry so i fed that n~gga dinner (yeah, eat it)
bad b~tch, winner (winner)
p~ssy wet, swimmer (swimmer)
i see why these b~tches mad and sad, they bitter (ha, bitter, h~ll nah, hoe)
n~gga, what the f~ck you talkin’ ’bout? (h~ll nah, hoe)
yeah, n~gga, you know what i’m about (h~ll nah, hoe)
all that talkin’, put my p~ssy in your mouth (h~ll nah, hoe)
i’m exclusive, you can’t f~ck me for no clout (h~ll nah, hoe)
(what the f~ck?)
[duke deuce]
f~ck you talkin’ ’bout? (ayy, ayy)
all this f~ckin’ money, put this d~ck up in your mouth
i can change your life, baby, take that cheap ass weave out
ayy, you trippin’, get this za’ and put that cheap ass weed out (ayy, ayy)
[slimeroni]
ayy, n~gga (you heard?), i mean just what i said
i don’t care about your jewels and i don’t care about your bread
i heard you tryna’ birk me out (huh), sh~t, i’m just looking for the head (ha)
’cause, i ain’t f~cking for no money, i’m too rich, man, that sh~t dead
[co cash & gloss up]
you l!ck it for some what?
usually these hoes pay me to f~ck (hoe)
lil’ b~tch, you just a nut
i nicknamed that hoe ‘lil’ figure four’
i ain’t got to throw a buck
just to make a stripper touch her toes (i pass)
i put d~ck her in her throat
you let her put the p~ssy on your nose (n~ggas trippin’)
(yeah, glossy, huh)
[gloss up & duke deuce]
told a broke n~gga he can’t do nothing but point me to a rich friend (where he at, huh?)
where he at? i’ma let that n~gga f~ck me in the benz
on his set, when i throw it back (good), he gon’ throw up that (huh)
b~tches told me he a dog (huh), i’ma make that n~gga fetch (ayy, ayy)
[duke deuce]
you new to this, i grew to this, i make that sh~t [?]
you breaking up the money, that sh~t turned me off admittedly
to intersect my synergy (what?), you gotta match my energy
i take you from your soft ass n~gga and f~ck you like my enemy (what? yeah, yeah, yeah)
[slimeroni]
tryna tell me you don’t know me
slimeroni, one and only
i ain’t lying to these n~ggas (what?)
keep it p, b~tch, never funny
i be f~ckin’ on a n~gga
and in public, he my homie
i ain’t pressed about you, n~gga (huh)
go get another, i ain’t lonely
[co cash]
hoe, stop all that acting (hoe)
named that b~tch, this my lil’ ashley ([?])
she told her n~gga she was solid but, let me break it down like a fraction (what?)
you just a b~tch that i’m smashin’
hit then i’m dashin’, can’t give her passion (bye)
can’t f~ck her without the plastic
stop with the madness, give me a magnum (b~tch)
[chorus: gloss up & duke deuce]
only comp i see is me lookin’ in the mirror
he said that he was hungry so i fed that n~gga dinner
bad b~tch, winner
p~ssy wet, swimmer
i see why these b~tches mad and sad, they bitter (h~ll nah, hoe)
n~gga, what the f~ck you talkin’ ’bout? (h~ll nah, hoe)
yeah, n~gga, you know what i’m about (h~ll nah, hoe)
all that talkin’, put my p~ssy in your mouth (h~ll nah, hoe)
i’m exclusive, you can’t f~ck me for no clout (h~ll nah, hoe)
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