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letra de chances - lil duke

[intro]
(blanco) uh
i gave ’em chance after chance
for real

[chorus]
i gave ’em chance after chance (chance)
whole lotta bands in my pants (racks)
eliot diamonds gon’ dance (shine)
no, i don’t need no advance (no)
jumped off the porch and i turned to a man
shoutout to thugger, he bought me some land
he mad at me ’cause his b-tch is a fan
they sleep on me like they on xans
came from the trap, i got nominated
when i walk in the spot, they accommodated
i had to stay down and they know how long i waited
now my car’s foreign and my house is gated
i never pick and choose, that’s when them b-tches do
girl it’s gon’ take a whole lot to get rid of you
we don’t be lovin’ these b-tches, we switch-a-roo
[?] through lanes and i’m in that new bentley coupe

[verse]
she said she like how i do it
i told her, “shh, it ain’t nothin’ to it”
this ain’t no tug of war, but i got pull
already ate on these n-ggas, i’m full
she tryna go with me tourin’
blowin’ they mortgage, smoked a whole forest
travelin’ all round the globe like a tourist
rememberin’ times when i couldn’t afford it
i gave ’em chance after chance
had to cut ’em off, they f-cked up the plans
made biscotti, probably need my own strand
if you get caught stealin’, cut off your hand
i got some neck on a jet
b-tches be [?] i say so
plus i could put your lil’ b-tch on a payroll
go get the money, i don’t gotta lay low (go get the money, yeah)
if it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck (stuck)
playin’ with me is like playin’ with a bomb
boy, you finna run out of luck (boom)
i can get him hit for a little ol’ nothin’
my shooters all by the book (pew, pew)
i’m droppin’ my nuts, n-gga, you know what’s up
you can see in my eyes that i don’t give a f-ck (don’t give a f-ck)
[chorus]
i gave ’em chance after chance (chance)
whole lotta bands in my pants (racks)
eliot diamonds gon’ dance (shine)
no, i don’t need no advance (no)
jumped off the porch and i turned to a man
shoutout to thugger, he bought me some land
he mad at me ’cause his b-tch is a fan
they sleep on me like they on xans
came from the trap, i got nominated
when i walk in the spot, they accommodated
i had to stay down and they know how long i waited
now my car’s foreign and my house is gated
i never pick and choose, that’s when them b-tches do
girl it’s gon’ take a whole lot to get rid of you
we don’t be lovin’ these b-tches, we switch-a-roo
[?] through lanes and i’m in that new bentley coupe

- lil duke

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