letra de dogshitfresh - damedot
[intro]
real gutter sh-t, b-tch
[chorus]
i’m sippin’ on some h1, this ain’t no red rum (i got some red)
tell me, b-tch, is you gon’ hold me down if the feds come? (mwah)
i’ma run, run up a check ’til my legs numb
oh, i thought one of you lil’ cheap n-ggas said somethin’ (huh?)
i don’t need no n-gga, i can thug by myself (by myself)
blow a dub on myself and don’t give the b-tch sh-t (sh-t)
i ain’t trippin’ on sh-t, my lil’ n-ggas hittin’ sh-t (drrt)
disrespect, you gettin’ stripped, spent a ten on my ‘fit
[verse]
b-tch, i’m dog sh-t fresh, if you see me, take a pic (if you see me, take a pic)
i just left out the gambling house, i had to take a p-ss
i done put it back together ’cause i had to take a split (rrr)
rained on her at the titty bar, she had to take some d-ck
i’m a ten toes down, solid n-gga
my b-tch lookin’ like beyoncé, so they sayin’ i’m jigga (mwah)
she gave my d-ck a five-star rating, hit her off a jigga (five stars)
hope you ain’t thinkin’ i was lackin’, hit her with the pistol (baow)
ridin’ in the night, feelin’ right from what’s in the sprite (wockhardt)
the b-tch i’m with alright, but she ain’t heat enough to spend the night
i don’t give a f-ck how cute you is, i can’t hit it twice
her n-gga found out i hit his b-tch, but he gon’ be alright (haha)
got that one vision on the ar, i can see at night (i can see)
b-tch told me on my d-ck is where she wanna be tonight (come on)
i don’t know why she hit the mall with me, she ain’t gettin’ nothin’ (nothin’)
we ain’t goin’ fifty-fifty sh-t, we ain’t splittin’ nothin’ (uh-uh)
all i hear on the internet is n-ggas gettin’ money
but what i see all in the streets, n-ggas gettin’ fronted (gettin’ fronted)
i’m tired of all these rappin’-ass n-ggas talkin’ ’bout a hundred
b-tch, i don’t believe none of you n-ggas, y’all gon’ have to show me
[interlude]
okay, okay, okay, that’s how you comin’ for the summer, gang?
okay, alright, alright, but you see me, though, n-gga
f-ck your summer, boy
[chorus]
i’m sippin’ on some h1, this ain’t no red rum (i got some red)
tell me, b-tch, is you gon’ hold me down if the feds come? (mwah)
i’ma run, run up a check ’til my legs numb
oh, i thought one of you lil’ cheap n-ggas said somethin’ (huh?)
i don’t need no n-gga, i can thug by myself (by myself)
blow a dub on myself and don’t give the b-tch sh-t (sh-t)
i ain’t trippin’ on sh-t, my lil’ n-ggas hittin’ sh-t (drrt)
disrespect, you gettin’ stripped, spent a ten on my ‘fit
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