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letra de ya digg - dre the weirdo

[intro]
ya digg (x11)
yeah, ya digg

[verse]
why these n-ggas mad, why these n-ggas mad
’cause they saw my b-tch man she h-lla bad
she don’t need my money, she got her own bag
simple -ss n-gga got the simple swag
drip, drip, drip, left h-lla sauce
louie bag, i’m the louie v claus
santa claus, i need me a present
yeah she bad as f-ck but she heaven sent
she only f-cking me, i might wife that
if she f-ck everybody, you can have that
this is a ferrari, next day cadillac
broski i got you, yeah i got yo back
i wanna fight a n-gga, i don’t need a strap
i can close my eyes and still serve the map
pinky -ss hoe, suck me with her gap
i’m no trap n-gga but i’m in the trap

make it rain, make it rain
i’m insane how i spit all this sh-t off the brain
all white, all white, air force, cocaine
i’m a real quiet n-gga so i take a private plane huh

got yo b-tch f-cking in the back room
another b-tch suck me in the bathroom
smoke only dope, f-ck a mushroom
smoke only dope, f-ck a mushroom

i be vibin’ to the beat
i be chilling off my feet
i don’t wear gucci slides
nike slides on my feet
i’m a different n-gga, i cannot be compared
when i rock all twenty-four karats yeah they stare uh

dre the weirdo be my name hoe
i want the money, f-ck the fame hoe
no playboi carti, let it go
shout out 21, i’m a let it blow

[outro]
ya digg (x11)
yeah, ya digg

- dre the weirdo

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