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letra de 24 hour spitness - domo genesis

[intro]
ay let the, let the beat play imma feel it more you feel me, imma feel my swag a little more
you know what i’m sayin’
yeah you know what i’m sayin’
ratchets they get the p-n-s
ratchets get the p-n-s

[hook]
oooh i get money getting money for sho’
i’m getting money for sho’
and i get high
i smoke weed and get high for the low
i get high for the low
tell a b-tch word
h-ll no it ain’t no love for a ho
it ain’t no love for a ho
tryna get by
on my grind b-tch you already know
b-tch you already know

[verse 1]
respect this greatness when you see it
b-tches have it and believe it
a bashful b-st-rd p-ssion’s for giving these ratchets p-n-s
it’s a stroke of g*nius
money, nothing can come between it
and we never lenient
swear this hustle was so convenient, pimp
how dare you p-ssies test the odds
first one up is next to die let me testify, i feel electrified
man i never learn cause in a loss is where the lessons lie
flawless how i bless ’em you ain’t get the steps to mess with gods
peasants, we on a bubble like effervescence
everything i got is just a product of raw finess
and i manage fam
me and money going hand in hand
winners circle snapping pictures for the camera man

*camera clicking sounds*
“pose for the camera”
“doms! doms!”
“doms look!”

[verse 2]
get off my nuts and let me breath for a second
young and gifted, thought this was christmas eve for a second
just had a plate already fiending for seconds
on the low like i was sneaking a weapon
i only speed to regression, i’m vexed
jackie joyner used the burners when chasing a check
n-ggas chasing the couchie retracing my steps
b-tch you playing to lose cause you playing the best
talking ’bout some bending the rules b-tch i’m breaking the necks
spit it out like emphysema
i got a strict demeanor fire my desire like rick and teena
magic in a dream, since a teen i’m like that witch sabrina
i’m a legend in these bapes, stan smith adidas
who you barking at
i’m a new era you a starter cap
fitted for the ride n0body got your back
we running up the money
word to my n-gga josh peas ain’t nothing funny

and i do my thang, yeah
and i do my thang
all n-ggas is b-tches
and i do my thang
and i, and i, n-gga and if i had to freestyle
you would have to pay me cause it ain’t free now
cause i’m a, n-gga you gotta pay me
or my publishing
cause i need that money to live
n-gga gotta pay bills
lights and gas and water
i need all of that, i need all of that
i got a baby momma and some kids and they need all the money so i gotta rap
and you gotta buy it
and you gotta like it
i got white girls just suckin’ on my privates
and i’m violent
god d-mn what’s wrong with dom’s mind
i’m insane, i’ll hit a b-tch in a spine n-gga
and i climb up the tree like a monkey
n-gga and the swag h-lla funky
your b-tch got the dumpy
she look like she got the mumps, b
and i come through in a humvee
with dumb sneaks
i’m outta here

[verse 3: hodgy beats]
they don’t show a n-gga love they saying his rhymes sinister
administer the signs of diminishing prime ministers
i sit in the studio for weeks and cop literature
snortin’ miniature lines of ideal scripture
yeah, i write it all in my will
write it ’till its written my p-ssenger rights like a bill
i’m in charge like a rhino in a harness
a gladiator in a gauntlet
k!ll every contestant that wanna contest
i don’t strip that b-tch naked she chose to undress
once fixated on hatred i’ve come to confess
now we fixated on greatness and bundles of checks
the young man’s rumbling next
fight trials ’till he’s humbled at rest
i’m out f-ckin’ with your mumbling b-tch
it was a beat now it’s a run over nest
take a hit and know the blunt smoke is hexed

[hook]

- domo genesis

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