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letra de 2 diccs - blueface

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[intro: blueface]
blueface, baby
(low the great)
yeah, aight
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie
(cállate, mike crook)

[chorus: blueface]
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie (b-tch, i boogie)
let a n-gga trip, i go man into boogie (boogie)
all black hoodie, glock sing like a boogie (like a boogie)
big mac, boy, this b-tch spittin’ loogies (ooh)
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie (b-tch, i boogie)
let a n-gga trip, i go man into boogie (boogie)
all black hoodie, glock sing like a boogie (like a boogie)
big mac, boy, this b-tch spittin’ loogies (ooh)

[verse 1: blueface]
yeah, aight, this mac spittin’ loogies
famous crip, gotta keep two d-cks in my trueys (scoop)
never lackin’, you n-ggas naked like a hoochie (never lackin’)
i keep a d-ck for a glock and a groupie (two d-cks)
n-ggas want beef, i leave more sh-lls than lucy (ooh)
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie (two d-cks)
my glock hate n-ggas in hoodies, george zimmerman
you reach, this glock teach lessons like a punishment, finish him (yeah)
mc hammer on me, make him do the running man (running man)
rich crip, still slide with a hundred bands (hundred bands, scoop)
b-tch, i’m really up (i’m really up)
i’m not crazy, baby, i just don’t give a f-ck

[chorus: blueface]
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie (b-tch, i boogie)
let a n-gga trip, i go man into boogie (boogie)
all black hoodie, glock sing like a boogie (like a boogie)
big mac, boy, this b-tch spittin’ loogies (ooh)
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie (b-tch, i boogie)
let a n-gga trip, i go man into boogie (boogie)
all black hoodie, glock sing like a boogie (like a boogie)
big mac, boy, this b-tch spittin’ loogies (ooh)

[verse 2: ybn nahmir]
yup, these n-ggas know what time it is
40 on me, if you wanna trip, i’m gon’ use it
stop playin’, i’m on the bullsh-t with my opposition
pull up, spark somethin’, man down, ain’t no competition
big arms on me, up the blower if you get to walkin’ down
took him back to preschool, they done chalked him out
ain’t no gun stuffed in his mcm backpack
b-tches be ducks, i had to call my n-gga aflac
flocked some houses with my n-ggas, then i came up
outside gettin’ the dough, you better keep your chain tucked
i’m probably posted in your set, trippin’ with my lil’ cuz
leave a p-ssy in the sky when i really let that thing bust

[chorus: blueface]
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie (b-tch, i boogie)
let a n-gga trip, i go man into boogie (boogie)
all black hoodie, glock sing like a boogie (like a boogie)
big mac, boy, this b-tch spittin’ loogies (ooh)
it’s hard to dance with two d-cks, b-tch, i boogie (b-tch, i boogie)
let a n-gga trip, i go man into boogie (boogie)
all black hoodie, glock sing like a boogie (like a boogie)
big mac, boy, this b-tch spittin’ loogies (ooh)