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letra de drunk in luv - diizii & dante?

[intro: diizii]
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé

[chorus: diizii & dante?]
b-tch, i’m drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
cannot wife that b-tch, she not my fiancée
my youngin’ gon’ carry that heater, ayy
they carry the bricks in wife beaters, ayy
b-tch, i’m off of a couple of shots (shots)
they jackin’ yo’ sh-t, you get shot (shot)
huh, talkin’ that sh-t? can you not? (not)
all i need is patrón, all i got (got)
[verse 1: diizii & dante?]
if she want me, i cuff it like beyoncé
like, they tried to f-ck with diizii & dante? (‘te?)
yeah, that boy dante? produced the whole tapе (tape)
huh, b-tch, call that a dantape
woah, i’m f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch and i got it on tape
yo’ homiе got shot, you see yellow tape (yellow)
you can’t faze me, tweaker, f-ck all the hate
and she better come over, she cannot be late, like, nah
like- like, nah
you know i’ma put it in raw
she likin’ my pipe in her jaws
then she look at me, r.i.p., jah
b-tch, f-ck 12, f-ck the law
b-tch, i’m not fake, i put that on my ma
don’t snitch, i don’t care what you saw
got a brick in the car

[chorus: diizii & dante?]
b-tch, i’m drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
cannot wife that b-tch, she not my fiancée
my youngin’ gon’ carry that heater, ayy
they carry the bricks in wife beaters, ayy
b-tch, i’m off of a couple of shots (shots)
they jackin’ yo’ sh-t, you get shot (shot)
huh, talkin’ that sh-t? can you not? (not)
all i need is patrón, all i got (got)
[verse 2: diizii]
and i’m off of the stiiizy, so, yeah, b-tch, i’m crossed
feel like a savage, you know it’s her loss
pour me tequila, b-tch, i’m feelin’ lost
you b-tches act tough ‘til the block get hot
off tecky, off stiiizy, off h-lla drugs
if y’all dealin’ then snitchin’, y’all gettin’ mugged
they hidin’ the birds under f-ckin’ rugs
i copped me some j’s off my f-ckin’ plug
don’t need directions, i know my way around
you flexin’ the zip, it ain’t even an ounce
my twin def’; he was movin’ pounds
they carry tools, shoot a hunnid rounds
you a b-tch, but it ain’t no diss
she left it a hickey and left it a kiss
yeah, i gave her my kids
and you can’t f-ck with the kid

[chorus: diizii & dante?]
b-tch, i’m drunk in love, it ain’t no beyoncé
cannot wife that b-tch, she not my fiancée
my youngin’ gon’ carry that heater, ayy
they carry the bricks in wife beaters, ayy
b-tch, i’m off of a couple of shots (shots)
they jackin’ yo’ sh-t, you get shot (shot)
huh, talkin’ that sh-t? can you not? (not)
all i need is patrón, all i got
[outro: dante?]
from jersey to cali, coast to coast
diizii gettin’ busy
we won’t quiet down when we come to your city
none of y’all better hit me up after this album asking me to host your sh-t
there’s only certain rappers that i’ll work with
gave diizii these beats ‘cause he can really spit
all of you wack rappers need to quit
they all asking me, “dante? why aren’t you rapping?”
‘cause i gotta make sure diizii has his time to shine
watch haters get mad like their credit card decline

- diizii dante

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