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letra de no quarters - durhinnit, ace da kid (al) & kidd dan

[intro: durhinnit]
yeah
k9, run with the–
okay
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
yeah-yeah-yeah

[chorus: durhinnit]
been through a lot, i done got older, boy
pourin’ drank, cup folger, boy
pop out the cut, this sh-t like soulja boy
ice, wrist got colder, boy
run up, you’re done, real sh-t, i’ll fold a boy
pop sh-t, should’ve told your boy
i got a lot of sh-t that i can’t even count up
got bands, no quarters, boy, uh
usher, yeah, i probably burn sh-t
keep the beat on, like turnt sh-t
run up on me, get burnt quick
like detergent, i’m fresher than a f-ck
twelve gauge, get hit with a buck
bands on me, i can’t trip ’bout the sl-t
pockets full, but i can’t get enough
k9s and your team full of mutts

[verse 1: ace da kid]
hop out the cut like the one, when i go, leavin’ you on my way to the booth
and the b-tch don’t look to fye when she sippin’ that white, she be bringin’ the crew
and i be tellin’ her all the time that i love her, but she can’t accept none the truth, uh
f-ck it, i’m done with your love and the pain that you constantly puttin’ me through
baby, it’s you, baby, it’s you that i choose
h-ll, i be showin’ you proof, you want me to lose
yeah, you been actin’ brand new
treat me like dirt on the bottom your shoe
i went and got you the red bottoms too
steppin’ in christian, she makin’ the moves
never been picky, you matchin’ my groove
she pointin’ fingers like spider, i swear, all these hoes, they gon’ pick and they choose
(and i tell you the truth, yeah
they gon’ pick and they choose, but it’s cool, uh)
baby, you trippin’, we get into business, i told that lil’ b-tch that i don’t got the time
never divided, i been stayin’ patient, when i’m slowin’ down, i’ma pour up a line
[chorus: durhinnit]
been through a lot, i done got older, boy
pourin’ drank, cup folger, boy
pop out the cut, this sh-t like soulja boy
ice, wrist got colder, boy
run up, you’re done, real sh-t, i’ll fold a boy
pop sh-t, should’ve told your boy
i got a lot of sh-t that i can’t even count up
got bands, no quarters, boy, uh
usher, yeah, i probably burn sh-t
keep the beat on, like turnt sh-t
run up on me, get burnt quick
like detergent, i’m fresher than a f-ck
twelve gauge, get hit with a buck
bands on me, i can’t trip ’bout the sl-t
pockets full, but i can’t get enough
k9s and your team full of mutts

[verse 2: kidd dan]
yeah, that’s my shawty, i like switchin’ different flavors
said, “f-ck that, go in the trash,” ain’t no way in h-ll that i save her
make a lil’ movie in malibu, i ain’t mean to, but i tamed her
she know that as soon as it’s light, my pistol, i had to erase her
i’m done with a b-tch, give her the boot
shut her up, my troops salute
smoke like [?], sh-t on the news
[?], directin’ you through
she know about all the sh-t you do
vetements, bulletproof
new tints on the b-tch, we drivin’ through
on god, i don’t got nothin’ else to lose
if you step how you walk, and you talk ’bout that talk sh-t
livin’ life like this, i swear, it starts to f-ckin’ [?]
my brothers got up in your ho’, if it was me, i’m bombin’
two thousand for this valentino shirt, [?]
[chorus: durhinnit]
been through a lot, i done got older, boy
pourin’ drank, cup folger, boy
pop out the cut, this sh-t like soulja boy
ice, wrist got colder, boy
run up, you’re done, real sh-t, i’ll fold a boy
pop sh-t, should’ve told your boy
i got a lot of sh-t that i can’t even count up
got bands, no quarters, boy, uh
usher, yeah, i probably burn sh-t
keep the beat on, like turnt sh-t
run up on me, get burnt quick
like detergent, i’m fresher than a f-ck
twelve gauge, get hit with a buck
bands on me, i can’t trip ’bout the sl-t
pockets full, but i can’t get enough
k9s and your team full of mutts

- durhinnit ace da kid al kidd dan

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