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lirik lagu whitehouse studio – whitehouse, vol. 2

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[intro: daemoney]
(dodbh)
whitehouse, volume 2, n~gga
the youngest
(ooh, dodbh)

[verse 1: daemoney]
h~llcat dash two hundred, b~tch, i been gettin’ money
f~ck her off the percs, she love it, y’all lil’ n~ggas too funny
nine~fifty for the sink, stay ugly
ak pistol have a n~gga runnin’, yeah
drop an eight and i go to sleep
y’all boys can’t f~ck with me
palbearers, you f~ck with me
i’m the man, hoes f~ck for free
i’m daemoney, who the f~ck is he?
i’m daemoney, who the f~ck is he?
[verse 2: brooks]
ayy, i’m brooks, baby, turn your b~tch free
been f~ckin’ hoes by the twos and threes
we chewin’ percs, we sellin’ beans
we drinkin’ fours, we ain’t sellin’ no lean
b~tch say she into finer things
shootin’ dice in designer jeans

[verse 3: babyface ray]
yeah, yeah, yeah
shoot dice in designer jeans, she just wanna try the lean
plug me out, supply the team, b~tch, ayy
f~ck these n~ggas hatin’ on me
plastic and it’s paper on me
my dog don’t wanna work for sh~t
just mask up and come take it from ’em
the sneaks i rock an even rack, why you got the laces funny?
let’s fl!ck the bag, go buy a seal, we can pour some drank or somethin’

[interlude: veeze]
okay
yeah, we can pour some drank or somethin’
yeah

[verse 4: veeze]
i’m glo’d up like 3hunna
and my pop three hundred
f~ck your man, cheat on him
tapped out, no cheese on him
got pt, we want it
hold on, r.i.p. my n~gga chola
more mud in the soda
hold on, pray for my n~ggas in dakota
they thought i punched my views, went up like i got promoted
they thought i was from the east ’cause i be sellin’ sh~t on coney
troops behind you with a thousand, kid, you gotta learn how to focus
think we lackin’, play it crazy, boy, and paint your ass like mona
i just be gettin’ the head, she throw me the p~ssy, but i don’t want it
yeah, i’m a cold n~gga, but i be drippin’, might catch pneumonia
we don’t be shootin’ up houses, left your house and get up on you
slimed so many n~ggas, i look in the mirror and see a cobra
veeze, who the f~ck is you? my fanta look like pumpkin
and we sellin’ pumpkins too, n~gga
[outro: veeze]
give a f~ck about none of y’all n~ggas, man
i f~ck around with a lot of sh~t, but i don’t f~ck with you
yeah
yeah


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