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letra de intro: coming out hard - duke deuce

[intro]
haha, ayy
this sh-t crazy, bro, i’m on some real memphis sh-t (ball and g)
some throwback memphis sh-t (skinny pimp, three 6, what the f-ck?)
(project pat, playa fly) uh

[verse 1]
now it’s the fat mac, memphis back, back up on them f-ckin tracks
coming out hard on you b-tches, how you love that?
taught to never fold, mane, i’ma keep it gangster (ayy, ayy)
i’m my own boss, b-tch n-gga, get your rank up
diamonds, they be doing the most, these b-tches, they gon’ do the gross
bro, if you ain’t willing to pimp up on your family you can’t pimp a ho
listen, son, i’m the one, i’m the one that get you crunk
white girl step in the party, know d-mn well she wanna take a bump
duke deuce love to drink (woo), duke dеuce love to f-ck (gang)
duke dеuce quick to grab that -cl!ck-clack- to wet you up (gang)
duke deuce love to crank (what?), duke don’t give a f-ck (give a f-ck)
i’m that same n-gga that be screamin’, “what the f-ck?”

[chorus]
who that comin’ out hard? (yeah, n-gga)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
who that comin’ out hard? (motherf-cker)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
who that comin’ out hard? (who the f-ck?)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
who that comin’ out hard? (motherf-cker)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
[verse 2]
i’m the one who brought back crunk, i’m the one they looking up
i’m the one that got them skinny n-gga b-tches on the run
b-tches lying to the fat mac like they the only one
too much memphis pimpin’ in my blood, i can’t go for nothin’
hit ’em with the moves (the moves), they laughing at my weight (they laughin’ at my weight)
i’m the main fat n-gga laughing to the bank (ha)
i’m sharper than a shank, i know that’s hard for them to take (hard for them to take)
one hit wonder, huh? pfft, f-ck what you think (f-ck what you think)
who that comin’ out hard? that n-gga move like the mob
look like his diamonds come from heaven ’cause he look like a god
young n-gga hotter than hotter, don’t think a bullet will stop him
they say he gifted with a curse and he just like his papa (gang)
keep my hat c-cked to the right and let these diamonds glisten (glisten)
you ain’t living that gangster life it’s best to mind your business (mind your business)
buckin’ in my sixes (sixes), slap you with the quickness (quickness)
f-ck a n-gga mean? comin’ out hard on you b-tches (what the f-ck?)

[chorus]
who that comin’ out hard? (yeah, n-gga, ayy, ayy)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
who that comin’ out hard? (motherf-cker)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
who that comin’ out hard? (who the f-ck?)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
who that comin’ out hard? (motherf-cker)
who that comin’ out hard? (duke deuce comin’ out hard)
[outro]
what the f-ck?

- duke deuce

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