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letra de asap dicky - lil dicky

[intro]
hey what’s up y’all?
it’s ya boy d-cky, aka yung d-ck
a$ap rocky beat
a$ap, i’m f-ckin’ witchu
if you tryna like, get on a track, collaborate, i’m wit it
or like
even if it’s like just getting brunch
i get brunch, if you wanted to
i don’t know if you get brunch but you should
my treat
so, alright, hold up

[verse 1]
riding through your city, tryna find some t-tties
i’m high enough to think i might be dying, word to whitney
v-g-n-, chicken, sticky, that’s all you gotta give me
and i’m ’bout it, ’bout it, ain’t no doubt about it
lil d-cky ehh?
heard he spit that witty ridiculously, offensive sh-t
heard he got expensive sh-t, heard that he resent his d-ck
you heard right m-th-f-cka
i’ma a bright, coy, white boy, kike m-th-f-cka ehh?
so whatchu fittin’ to do
i got a b-tch she brought a b-tch now ma d-ck dinner for two
okay das fiction but admit it that i’m spittin’ it smooth enough
to get a jew wit some scruff to mack a beauty wit b00bs and a b-tt
and plus a flat -ss navel, twistin’ that, no dreidel
from the back so fable of me (woof)
cream cheesin , philly bred – so bagel of me
when d-cky dead, this ain’t never gonna be..so

[hook]
who said you can’t live forever lied
of course, i’m living forever i’ll
forever, i’ll live long
you can’t ever deny
my force, i’m living forever i’ll
forever, i’ll live

[verse 2]
and i been rollin wit a fatty
boneless chicken patties
been clubbin like this m-th-f-cka’s rollin’ wit a caddy
and now that i been rappin, all these b-tches holla me
had to put a daily cap on the head, no aladdin
know i’m average looking, and i’m bragging bout getting chickens
but this spitting got me positioned to be banging out b-tches
outta ma league…jeff teague bangin on griffey
would never happen less you happen to be hanging wit d-cky
oh yeah i’m white, k!llin’ brothas like i’m up in the klan
been f-cking fly faced honeys like i’m up in sudanm so d-mn!
i’ma spit it ’til i get a buggatti
and body two hotties, who bodies
fugazi, punanis tsunami — das wet
puffin’ sticky, you ain’t f-ckin’ wit lil d-cky
bumpin’ biggie, humpin’ giddy
c-mmin quicker than ma internet
i got high speed internet
spittin’ mad ignorant
sicker than a m-th-f-ckin’ immigrant

[outro]
like, 1930’s type immigrants
i feel like all them ma’ f-ckers got polio or some sh-t
that’s why everybody now got aids
uh anyways, appreciate the support
so hard, download that sh-t
uh, yeah, i’m out
holla back
l-d
yeah

- lil dicky

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