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letra de 100k freestyle - dc the don

[intro]
yeah, worldwide
mike g, you can’t do this to ’em, man

[verse]
wait, stop, freeze, watch that boy walk with that st–z
your tank just landed on e
my sh-t it drive with no keys
i’m like stop, freeze, spray this b-tch out with febreze
been ballin’, makin’ it bling
raf simmons mixed with feline
n-ggas be talkin’ out ass
you n-ggas talk out yo neck
pull up with choppas, big stew keep that draco
it’s time that you p-ssies show daij some respect
pull up with big boys
b-tch i’m your big homie
feel like ra with them clips on me
vvs diamonds no pinks on me
that b-tch, that b-tch, sucked on my d-ck for my cat b-tch
just got extorted from baggage
b-tch i been living real lavish
call me lil daij, lil stewart
cost me fifty-hundred-thousand for some slippers
that b-tch a tortoise, so she standing likе a lizard
my boy you stupid, you look goofy, ’cause you tizzard
tizzard, you stupid ass n-gga you tipped her
and shе flat from the wings but i ripped her
that lil b-tch tryna take off my zipper
uber, lil b-tch, gotta take you a uber
bought her pink but that sh-t didn’t suit her
i kept it raw now she look like a loser
b-tch over twenty-five so she a cougar
i’m not complaining n-gga i’ma screw her
i’m not a quitter n-gga, i’m a do-er
b-tch tried to take a ride like i’m a scooter
i got a plaque in the south
them n-ggas about, them n-ggas that talk with a lisp
the boys that ride round in them caddys
them real swinging bodies
them boys that just talkin’ like this
n-ggas still wearing lacrosse
still wearing that ralph
but n-gga i ain’t rockin’ that sh-t
i got them rocks in my mouth
that slime on my t–th
the ones they don’t like when they eat
used to be hungry as f-ck, get food off a bus
until i start eating these beats
i made ten racks in a day
i’m finally fame
my n-ggas move off of the east
booted, my n-gga i’m zooted
she think i’ma fall in love with her
b-tch i’m not cupid, my bro got that salad
my b-tch got a booty, she h-lla boujee, you gotta move it
get out my face, i feel like blac youngsta
i might cop a bentley, remember them days when i still want a hummer
there go my cousin, he pull up he bustin’
he still the same way, but if some n-ggas try him, then i’m dumpin’
i get to spend it, my n-ggas stay down, then i split
stay down with my brothers, this some family business and sh-t
talking sh-t out your mouth, you can get hit with a d-ck
we shoot shots out the roof
stacking our loot, you n-ggas ain’t shooting for sh-t, b-tch

- dc the don

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