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letra de on my dawgz - dior don

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yeah (uh)

on my dawgz, i do it all when i touch the floor, b-tch
put that on god, i do it all, i let her tote the 4nick
i break the rules, breakin’ windows and i kick the door in
with all that talkin’, is you ’bout it?
you gon’ have to show me
show face, get burned up, i’m turnt up, by any means
it’s a cold case, them soldiers have pigs runnin’ all in the street
big boss, i’m top dada, my top shotta gon’ set you free
big dawgs, get pressed on, ‘lil boy ain’t barkin’ up that tree
need exotic if you want to smoke with me
my head the hottest, crashin’ out, i lose control of me
be spent a 10 to big the bod, i put hole in it
say he from the trenchеs not the tropics, really goin’ in
take that boy to satan, f-ck around and losе your soul in here
really in the mix, in the 6, throwin’ bows in there
remix to ignition, rackie fitness, rackie jungle gym
b-tch, i’m gon’ be rich inside that casket when this over with
(let me get right)
b-b-broad day, everybody can see
say, if that’s your flag, then what it’s hittin’ for?
don’t cop pleas
boom-bow, he hit knees
ouu-ahh, say what you mean
look how she fit jeans, i’m outside with drakes and ski’s
he payin’, she payin’, i just made a dollar
got them clips like a movie, put that freeze frame on ’em
50 sent to your medulla, bl–dy up your sis & partner (yeah)
i ain’t never there, she like it when i’m callin’ (blatt)

i think she the one, she p-ss me off just like my mama (yeah)
that girl is a gun, she the gun that k!lled osama (brrr, bow)
(hey!) i’ll take you to ra-ra (bow)
my ‘lil shordy get you lined for some prada

on my dawgz, i do it all when i touch the floor, b-tch
put that on god, i do it all, i let her tote the 4nick
i break the rules, breakin’ windows and i kick the door in
with all that talkin’, is you ’bout it?
you gon’ have to show me
show face, get burned up, i’m turnt up, by any means
it’s a cold case, them soldiers have pigs runnin’ all in the street
big boss, i’m top dada, my top shotta gon’ set you free
big dawgs, get pressed on, ‘lil boy ain’t barkin’ up that tree
(tell a p-ssy ‘holla)
(i get you lined up for a dollar, swear)
(tell that p-ssy ‘holla)
(i get you lined up for a dollar, swear)
(tell that p-ssy ‘holla, yeah)
(tell that p-sst n-gga ‘holla, yeah)
(you know what? i’m out of here)

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