lirik lagu raheem ali - dozen
[verse]
talkin’ bout ridin’ dirty
this n-gg- shooter just brought me the loudie, my sights is blurry
rollin’ up the dutches bright and early
gotta wake n bake ‘fore the exciting journey
let the beat play for a little bit, til i be feeling it and it diminishes
you can’t make guap with some n-gg-s
they either too reckless, or always leave witnesses (yerrr)
locks sw-ngin’, as the cops chasin
wynwood n-gg- on the ave now
i be heated when the time is wastin’
cause ya boi impatient when he’s cash bound
n-gg-s is feeling the pressure, don’t care how hard they endeavor/
lets be honest
i don’t believe that ya n-gg-s could reach my potential
and really im being modest
im feeling just like t’challa, keep my foes outta wakanda
if you n-gg-s come to my land in search for the guala
i hope you got similar armor
i ain’t ever really have one myself, to my future “belle” i’ll be the perfect father
they say the way that you punish a player, is get him hitched & let him have his own daughter
and that’s a past lover’s karma n-gg-
i just wanna see the commas
get my momma out the projects, put her in a condo you know feel honored
makin’ sure all of my homies, know when im town that we gone go ball out
havin’ one night stands all of the groupies that’s with it until we all fall out
wake up at 6 in the morning, got chips to be scorin’ ain’t tryna live borin’ n-gg-
im tryna be out explorin’ cruisin’ in ‘larens, when i ain’t tourin’ feel me
son you wavy, n-gg- no frontin’
better act like you know its ya old cousin’
i see you got all the bro’s buzzin’, i ain’t get penny homie no nothin
lemme hold sumthin’ (sike)
i don’t owe you n-gg-s nada
who showed support when i ain’t have a collar
and these hoes faster than balas
well excuse me ma while i go find me a dama
yea son there you go with that bullsh-t
got ya ma, she out here doin’ full splits
you check her phone for the nude pics
she already got 2 million view hits
n-gg- hoe stretcher got the pole stretch her, til she moanin’
bet her p-ssy soakin’ as soon as the stroke gets her, but im hopin’ she don’t get annoyin’
homie clappin’ her cheeks while you countin’ ya sheep in ya dreams
n-gg- you could keep snorin’
sippin’ this remy, til my fortune plenty til that happens ima keep smokin’
yea i feel like east on that p2
got my preme shoes in a fleece booth
2-3’s from the 3-2’s
you gon’ need a doctor when icu
bussin these tables for benihana
n-gg- and now they seat me, next to rihanna
talkin’ tours, eatin’, burnin’ ganja
even met up with hov at an all white gala
[hook]
ima hold it down
cause my momma still strugglin’ (f-ck)
it ain’t bout the guala or this music no discussion (uh)
time is money, ya expensive got no time for cuffin’
“you got onions? wavy, n-gg- ima need a couple dozen (yerrr)
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