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lirik lagu ladotee – dove

if i ain’t sitting on chrome then i’m gripping on chrome

dead man walking you a living tombstone

you been them poppin them zans

you be looking too stoned

while i’m feeling jet lagged i be moving time zones

tryna kick the feeling like i know some tae bo

b-tch i look good i can never lay low

bank rolls only thing that really pray fo’

fake hoes tryna creep but that’s how the game goes

and i been working so hard i ain’t even change clothes

changes hoes on regular tho

speak it to reality i said it before

no regular hoes getting let in the door

my b-tch in the strip club but i’m packing the pole

don’t get hit with the stick in the back of ya throat

lil boy

i been the in the field like a ref (aye)

i just want a mill in the duffle

i just always feel like the best

big moves i can never be settle

they been scheming on me

they been speaking on me

they just mad they don’t get a reb-ttal (yah yah)

back then i couldn’t stay out or trouble

now a days i’m turning panties to puddles

i’m turning baddies to lovers ain’t going back to the gutter

and i been stacking up b-tter to give it back to my mother. lil b-tch

no one can take this sh-t from me x3

and i taking sh-t from no one

i ain’t taking sh-t from no one x2

no one can take this sh-t from me x4

this sh-t was tailor made for me

i ain’t taking sh-t from no one x3

no one can take this sh-t from me x2

this money rotting me heart

i’m getting colder by the day

i can’t have a girlfriend

if ain’t getting paid

only girls with girlfriends

that’s the only thing i date

gave that b-tch that act right

she gone fall in love today

this pimpin’ in my blood hoe

i might rob a renegade

(take me to the bank hoe)

i wanna go to the bank

i want to the code to the safe

i want to get me a wraith

pull off skurt skurt get away

sometime i feel like i’m weezy

i got in real good with yo bezzy

i might overdoes an ya sweetie

f-ck around and get diabetes

if she’s a pain in my -ss

ima replace her real fast

politic-in with some ballers baby

we just securing the bag

no insecurities here

45 secured in my pants

you need security here you spittoon’ that parody rap