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letra de dame lillard - c stunna

[intro]
(kountry jay, kountry jay)
yeah

[chorus]
a n-gga lyin’ if he said that he ain’t knowin’ me
them crackers tryna give me six figs for what i do to beats
he graduated from the porch and caught his first degree
got these lil’ hoes fanned out, tryna blow a z
these hoes choosin’, give they cat up to whoever lit up
f-ck her on the snap, bust her ass with the dog filter
last time i need a ho, i do not remember
jit, all these hoes f-ckin’, you just not that n-gga

[verse]
all the fakest n-ggas always argue ’bout who realer
and i ain’t switchin’ on my team like i’m dame lillard
gettin’ straight into the pressure, i ain’t singin’ with you
ridin’ ’round with a snub nose, look just like glorilla
jit, i got ben frank, i don’t need friends
every month, stunnaman start a new trend
goofy hatin’-ass n-ggas, you a new fan
spend a couple racks at saks fifth, them just loose bands
i ain’t in my own lane, i’m in my own sp-ce
all the bad b-tches come with good head and headaches
narrow minded-ass jit, get your head straight
always cryin’, sittin’ on your ass, go make some sh-t shake
i been applyin’ straight pressure since my birthdate
get money, stuntin’-ass jit, them my main traits
all these leashin’-ass hoes, they just dead weight
all these b-tches out here throwin’ crack like it’s ’98
[chorus]
a n-gga lyin’ if he said that he ain’t knowin’ me
them crackers tryna give me six figs for what i do to beats
he graduated from the porch and caught his first degree
got these lil’ hoes fanned out, tryna blow a z
these hoes choosin’, give they cat up to whoever lit up
f-ck her on the snap, bust her ass with the dog filter
last time i need a ho, i do not remember
jit, all these hoes f-ckin’, you just not that n-gga

- c stunna

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