letra de who the hell do you think you are - d0llywood1
[intro]
she just sucked the team up and you tongue that (from the one, from the one)
she said you a eater, that’s disgusting (from the one, from the one)
i know you wanna be us, but you can’t (from the one, from the one)
money call and i pick up, i’m the man (i don’t wanna die!)
(this is cru and you listening to d0llywood1)
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(oh) from the one (oh), from the one (oh)
from the one (oh), (oh-oh) from the one (oh-oh)
from the one (oh-oh), from the one (oh-oh)
from the one
[chorus]
thought we k!llеd the beef, but it’s not over (oh my god)
ain’t f-ck with that beat, i had to start ovеr (oh my god)
this h-llkitty got some speed so you far slower (i’m so up)
and you thought that dissing me would make you blow up
and we shoot banana clips, b-tch, we got close-ups
i told her i’m tryna f-ck, i don’t wanna get closer
i’m still clutching in the club, i cannot give my pole up
i just relapsed on the drugs, b-tch, i’m a smoke blower (oh my god)
[verse]
w-w-w-where you get your drugs at? (where you get your drugs?)
they said that they want a single, i said, “f-ck that” (i said, “f-ck”)
baby know i’m not tryna mingle, i wanna f-ck that (i wanna f-ck)
n-ggas know i’m always geeked up, b-tch, my blunts fat (what the f-ck?)
i honestly cannot give up, i’m above that
baby said she tryna get f-cked, i would love that
n-ggas know that they still need us, where the love at?
i can never keep my d-ck up, ’cause i tuck that
b-b-tch, th-that’s my reefer, please don’t touch that (please don’t touch)
they play follow the leader and they won that (and they won)
i can’t follow a n-gga, i ain’t done that (what the f-ck?)
what would you do for a feature from the one? yeah (from the one, from the one, from the one)
she just sucked the team up and you tongue that (from the one, from the one)
she said you a eater, that’s disgusting (from the one, from the one)
i know you wanna be us, but you can’t (from the one, from the one)
money call and i pick up, i’m the man
[chorus]
thought we k!lled the beef, but it’s not over (oh my god)
ain’t f-ck with that beat, i had to start over (oh my god)
this h-llkitty got some speed so you far slower (i’m so up)
and you thought that dissing me would make you blow up
and we shoot banana clips, b-tch, we got close-ups
i told her i’m tryna f-ck, i don’t wanna get closer
i’m still clutching in the club, i cannot give my pole up
i just relapsed on the drugs, b-tch, i’m a smoke blower (oh my god)
[outro]
from the one, from the one
from the one, from the one
from the one, from the one
from the one, from the one
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