letra de dickies suit - icecoldbishop & kenny beats
[intro]
woah, kenny
[verse 1]
bulldog bite your motherf-ckin’ face off
touch my n-gga in this b-tch and we gon’ take off
flip the p now, we about to get this shake off
me and kt gon’ move those pounds just like weight loss
we body build, that shotty k!ll, my mommy still a pr-ck (uh-huh)
i emcee with that hammer and i’m too legit to quit (uh-huh)
police comin’ so we throw that hammer right over the fence
dogs in the backyard, one of our blowers send the pin
pit got felony from tryna make that sh-t move
all my dogs got records like a crate, you got a big crew
touchin’ n-gga’s chain if my stomach touch my wrist food
touch a n-gga chain if it’s ugly and my rent due
[chorus]
i got creases in my d-ckies suit
cruisin’ ’round the city, b-tch we really true
i’m like zion with the squad but we can really duke
you turnin’ down feds, we heard your squad went really mute
(i got) crease-creases in my d-ckies suit
cruisin’ ’round the city, b-tch we really true (okay, we true)
crease-creases in my d-ckies suit
crease-creases in my d-ckies suit, suit
[verse 2]
no d-ckie for no broke ho
i’m in north hollywood but i still don’t trust no ho
i’m off that liquor, now my vision movin’ slow-mo
make it so they p-ssed all out on twitter, i get promo
my n-gga, that should know, know
i got an attitude, so girl don’t take no photos
i’m with my locs and they guaranteed to go loco
i don’t bang, we just movin’ by the bro code
homies act like enemies so i keep that .44
prices up, and you should lower, i get polo
i’m a freak, i throw that geek, like i’m polo, dig down
baby, thinkin’ i’m a trick, this ain’t no ho stroll, be gone
like, got my cash from sugar free
ghetto gospel, i’m the bishop, b-tch
yeah, i’m really p-l-a-y-a, b-tch, always testin’ me
won’t hesitate to pull that blower off my dresser piece
[chorus]
i got creases in my d-ckies suit
cruisin’ ’round the city, b-tch we really true
i’m like zion with the squad but we can really duke
you turnin’ down feds, we heard your squad went really mute
(i got) crease-creases in my d-ckies suit
cruisin’ ’round the city, b-tch we really true
crease-creases in my d-ckies suit
crease-creases in my d-ckies suit
[outro]
uh-huh
i’ll mosh
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