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lirik lagu duwap kaine – stalker

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[chorus]
got that gl!ck at the [?] show, i really think they scared to book me
s~x drive so high, yeah i drove for the p~ssy
yeah i’m so high, yeah i’m smoking on cookie
boy just give me your tool, boy i shoulda known you was a rookie
serving the drank, get my shooter, yeah i send him to [?]
f~ck rap, man i’m all about money
in the trenches man, kick them in the stomach
f~ck school, i had hoes at homecoming

[verse]
f~ck these hoes, man they know how i’m coming
i chase the bag, n~gga that’s why i’m running
that choppa hit, and then look how its running
took his car, man he left his car running
i wiped his nose and i left his nose runny
good green, but its f~ckin’ up my tummy
shot at his face, turned him to a mummy
and that foreign go skrrt
trap sh~t, bring back hollister
my gun out, i don’t got no holster
southside, i’m a east coast third
f~ck that hoe, b~tch i don’t even know her
i’m real high smoking sour kosher
she wanna eat me up, yeah for sure
smoking dope for covid, n~gga i got the cure
smoking dope and that sh~t be so pure
i got crazy b~tches like i’m on jersey sure
i meant to say jersey shore
f~ck yo b~tch, yeah i’m f~ckin your wh0re
godd~mn man let me in the door
got ’bout 5 bricks, man i am the drug lord
trapping kingdom, we don’t got no d~mn swords
i’m in a truck but i don’t drive no d~mn ford
gotta text my b~tch back with a iphone cord
leave me the f~ck alone when i wanna record
bad b~tch but she could be yours
man f~ck the rulers, i’d rather do chores
drip sh~t, that’s that f~ckin’ dior
no dip sh~t, this ain’t no honda accord
white chalk yo ass, no chalk board
f~ck being real, you don’t get a reward
through the dash, look at the dashboard
this real fast, we don’t do honda accords
slime green dripping out of my pores
big mansion with some f~ckin’ marble floors
they just want that old flow (that old flow)
i see 12 like “oh no” (godd~mn)
i don’t f~ck with po~po
any real street n~gga know
look like a con, i’m lookin for gold
she said stop and i’m digging in her soul
pinky ring while i dig in my nose
f~ck with me, yeah she digging my clothes
shooting sh~t n~gga like i’m louieknows
i’m sipping lean, no i don’t do the rosé
she a [?] she tryna propose to me
tripping, man i ain’t even smoke today
i’m from the hood son, i ain’t come here
yeah, my n~ggas eating [?]
i got a bad b~tch in some lingerie
i told that d~mn b~tch “do my laundry”
i think them two cups is a part of me
i think them two hollow tips hit his artery
put me on when i step in the party
put me on with your b~tches, lil shawty
geeked up man i’m geeked out my body
foreign whip and that b~tch got a body
high as f~ck man i’m smoking on [?]
f~ck yo gang, f~ck yo whole d~mn posse
[outro]
chain shine, man it look a lil glossy
these n~ggas hate but they wanna copy
why 12 hate? just look how they watch me (damm)


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