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letra de dum dum juice - ill fayze

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[verse 1: ill fayze]

they say i’m a dweeb, get off the scene
why not just tell a kid hi? (hi)
adhd with the vibes (vibe)
eating my sushi with fries (boop)

i’m working real late, my mind on a plane
spend the whole day in dubai (dubai)
god sees right through my disguise (yeesh!)
jekyll quit trying to hyde (alright)

this here came with some practice, ay
build in fortnite and then blast em, ay
flipping it quick gymnastics, ay
catchin’ these hittas off balance, ay

they off the beam, they off the beam
you think you’re elite in supreme, nah
i ride with my bros, gang is all pros
god is our goat, we pray for the hope

diddy bop in service, pastor jives like whoa-whoa-whoa (like whoa)
win the purse with bible verses like bingo-whoa-whoa (bingo)
young black educated i could be yo’ keynote speaker (say less)
my smile k!lling, gothams banning me from city speakers (smile)

ice cream chain ben & jerry’s, minute maid lemons dancing
make the sprite tropic berry, baby look like car’mel candy (sheesh!)
blendin’ the fruit with the dairy, ay, shorty been shakin’ her derriere
white girl squirt on the banana boat, the sun ain’t been playing fairly ay

[bridge: ill fayze]

poolside feelin’ loose, sipping on some dum dum juice (dum dum juice)
tropicana, diet fanta, soul food hits the roots (hits the roots
let it bang, let it bang, monster jam the oop (oop)
the ugly duckling, god done turned me to a golden goose (ay!)

[hook: ill fayze]

we riding the wave f’rly (f’rly!)
came up from the grave f’rly (f’rly!)
like geico we saved f’rly (f’rly!)
our debts have been paid f’rly (f’rly!)

i’m geeked off a fifth, it’s litty (it’s litty!)
beware of my wrist, it’s chilly (it’s chilly!)
you hearing the tick f’rly (f’rly!)
you know it’s our time f’rly

hands to the sky, grab your halo, yeah
(and take h-ll out the city)
no lies i keep it f’rly (f’rly!)
looney been bugging the tunes (tunes)
never a silent ally (nasa)
we’re light years ahead of the moon

[verse 2: torey d’shaun]

look at me wylin’, all by myself on an island, okay okay
big homie drivin’, i’m the one racking up mileage, okay okay
tryna get my life back forreal
pray that god call me back forreal
i got back on the track forreal
so you know i’m back on a track forreal

stone cold but god gave me a soul, mmhmm
cuz he rose, i rise my life goals, mmhmm
i invest in my friends and love my foes, mmhmm
this the only way and that’s the way it goes, mmhmm

honestly this sound like the rugrats we some geezys(?)
faith is what i’m baking so i cannot do em greasy (greasy)
all i do is bang, baby if you want the static
i might shock when i start flipping pages yeah you know i’m set

[bridge]

poolside feelin’ loose, sipping on some dum dum juice (dum dum juice)
tropicana, diet fanta, soul food hits the roots (hits the roots
let it bang, let it bang, monster jam the oop (oop)
the ugly duckling, god done turned me to a golden goose (ay!)

[hook]

we riding the wave f’rly (f’rly!)
came up from the grave f’rly (f’rly!)
like geico we saved f’rly (f’rly!)
our debts have been paid f’rly (f’rly!)

i’m geeked off a fifth, it’s litty (it’s litty!)
beware of my wrist, it’s chilly (it’s chilly!)
you hearing the tick f’rly (f’rly!)
you know it’s our time f’rly

hands to the sky, grab your halo, yeah
(and take h-ll out the city)
no lies i keep it f’rly (f’rly!)
looney been bugging the tunes (tunes)
never a silent ally (nasa)
we’re light years ahead of the moon

- ill fayze

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