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letra de dumb it down freestyle - diizii & dante?

[intro: diizii]
ha-ha-ha, ayy, dante?
how we smoke that whole sh-t, youngin’?
how we smoke all that?
how we drank all this?
how the f-ck? ha-ha
good gas

[chorus: diizii]
1:00 am in the booth and i’m comin’ down
if yo’ b-tch mad, don’t worry, foo’, i’ll f-ck it out
ahm, what’s the move? they got a hunnid rounds
talkin’ all tough on the net, in person; don’t start runnin’ now
at the function all night, they don’t shut it down
my kush; i’m never runnin’ out, i turn you into nothin’ now
these youngin’s gonna hunt you down, lil’ b-tch, you better cut it out
bad lil’ b-tch givin’ me harvard, do i gotta dumb it down?
[verse: diizii]
if i see it, then i buy it, no, b-tch, i’m comin’ out
i really think it’s funny how you think they ain’t gon’ gun you down
she talkin’, talkin’, i stay silent, like, what you on about?
if she don’t quit it with the yappin’, put it in her f-ckin’ mouth
she sayin’ that she love it and she finna get to suckin’ now
tequila in my p-ss, i done seen it ‘fore i flushed it out
when i say it’s on sight, thеn you really get to buggin’ now
i’m k!llin’ sh-t, go crazy, yeah, foo’, i feel likе the youngin’ now
i’m a freak, tell her, “yo’ face is my seat now”
all hands, no choppa, youngin’, i’m still gon’ make you bleed out
she f-ckin’ for free now and yo’ b-tch, yeah, i got her tweaked out
don’t know what sober is, high every day of the week now
thick b-tch, yeah, let me feel on thy body
nah, b-tch, nevermind, you got like nine bodies
if you hear this, sorry, b-tch, i’m high outta my body
quit tryna play me, no, i don’t got no f-ckin’ time, shawty
and don’t be runnin’ back when i get a hunnid racks
is you even listenin’? wait, uh, run it back
and don’t be runnin’ back when i get a hunnid bands
don’t be tryin’ all that cute sh-t, b-tch, i’m not yo’ mans
d-d-dante? on the beat, you know i had to k!ll it
boof pack, what the f-ck? yeah, they had to seal it
i got blood on my f-ckin’ hands, i ain’t have to spill it
i ain’t never fakin’, b-tch, uh, i’m the realest
[chorus: diizii]
1:00 am in the booth and i’m comin’ down
if yo’ b-tch mad, don’t worry, foo’, i’ll f-ck it out
ahm, what’s the move? they got a hunnid rounds
talkin’ all tough on the net, in person; don’t start runnin’ now
at the function all night, they don’t shut it down
my kush; i’m never runnin’ out, i turn you into nothin’ now
these youngin’s gonna hunt you down, lil’ b-tch, you better cut it out
bad lil’ b-tch givin’ me harvard, do i gotta dumb it down?

[outro: dante? & diizii]
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah (dante? on the beat, ho)

- diizii dante

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