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letra de duh (feat. anti society) - david sabastian

intro:

duh!
duh!
like duh!
anti, anti

verse 1

just a real nigga looking for some real shit
jazzy jeff, nigga, i been on my will smith
cash rules everything around me, cream, get the money, dollar dollar bill shit
hah, no support for the government, f-ck that shit
so i apply for the scholarship, don’t get that shit
man i couldn’t get the sponsorship, so i dropped out i had to be the hottest shit (like duh!)
d-mn, look at the look on all their faces, they can’t believe a young nigga made it
good ain’t never f-cking good enough, the only way to make it is to be the f-cking greatest
i gotta take it as a loss, i put this shit together, nigga, i’m the f-cking boss
niggas act like women, all the women do is talk
if you get it from your mama, nigga, that your mama fault
d-mn, where did all the daddies go
your hood ain’t bigger than my patio, on sunset and i’m chillin at the chateau
with a couple bad b-tches f-cking for a cameo

hook

bruh is you tryna roll up? (duh!)
you think this party ‘bout to jump? (duh!)
spit some game in her ear, then we went into the room, nigga asked did i f-ck? (like, duh!)
d-mn that nigga blowing up (duh!)
he about to be the one (duh!)
anti on the move, we about to be what’s up, is you wit this shit or what (like, duh!)

verse 2

i’m ready for the gold, i already built the case for it
threw away my old medals just the make the space for it
it ain’t even start, i already set a date for it
i’m working backwards but i work better under pressure
man this shit just might go diamond, gotta make them niggas wait for it
feeling michael jordan good, all them white b-tches around me, man i feel like tiger woods
whether i punt or got a jump shot, get it understood, i’m gon get us out the hood
oh, your new shit just dropped? man, i heard its kinda good, man that shit went double wood
don’t make a nigga go suge knight
how many times i gotta tell you niggas, if your shit was on sale, i’d still out-sell you niggas
talkin’ big shit for a little nigga
sleep on your shit ‘cuz you’re softer than a pillow, nigga
i ain’t felt a pillow in forever, i’m too focused on getting better
i got a black b-tch and a redbone, put ‘em together look like i’m playing checkers
i’m so ready for whoever, or whatever
your girl a fan, man, i gotta take a picture
take a selfie on the d-ck, don’t give a shit, go ahead and instagram that shit

hook

verse 3

man i’m feeling like the nigga of the year, like it’s 1999 and i’m rocking rocawear
my shit keep, skip, skip, skip, skip, skip, somebody shoot the engineer
who wanna be me, do i have a volunteer
got the world waiting on the world premiere
i could power steer my career
a years later look up i’ll be the only nigga here, (like, duh!)
these niggas lookin’ like some f-cking musketeers
and these supposed to be my motherf-ckin’ peers?
new rappers on some muf-ckin’ david blaine shit
next three years, watch all of them niggas disappear
standing in the club full of cheerleaders
i’m the feature presentation on the f-cking feature
you get on the beat and you a sightseer
if i was you, i wouldn’t like me neither

hook

outro:

is you with this shit or what? (x4)
d-mn my nigga blowin’ up!
anti on the move, about to be what’s up,, is you with this shit or what
is you with this shit or what? (x4)
d-mn my nigga blowin’ up!
anti on the move, about to be what’s up, is you with this shit or what (like, duh!)

- david sabastian

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