letra de dunkin donuts - lucii (block 6)
[intro]
ayo sv, this one’s naughty still
[hook] [tzgwala]
i tell bro just dip him, dip him, dunkin donuts
so don’t get caught slipping, or you’re p-ssed no f-ckin holdups
i was on a opp junction on a train clocked him and i scored no nba
and my white boy pressures their monkey -rs-s, so the one that they envy ay
and that opp come fat he’s a chunky target, should have seen how we left his face
and we clocked my man up in black heath market, you should see how he left with pace
i just copped me a brand new one it’s a cure, pop that from the door leave man on the floor
gotta clean this shank but first imma raas it, real talk f-ck dat it’s a chore
[verse 1] [tzgwala]
and this moped’s chored, so i might take a trip to the pagan strip with my n-gga we’re f-ckin bored
one brownin and a f-ck off sword, they’re clownin like they won’t get bored, some frauds, they brass
i don’t wanna hear no talk bout splashin, my young bully just pull up and crash
or it might be the suicide squad, come beef us it’s a suicide mission
best not or you might go missin or get poked up when the gang go fishin
don’t beef us if you ain’t got funds coz you’re gone be p-ssed if you ain’t got guns
cah we’re crazy and violent son, and your postcode knows we’re the local ones
[hook] [tzgwala]
i tell bro just dip him, dip him, dunkin donuts
so don’t get caught slipping, or you’re p-ssed no f-ckin holdups
i was on a opp junction on a train clocked him and i scored no nba
and my white boy pressures their monkey -rs-s, so the one that they envy ay
and that opp come fat he’s a chunky target, should have seen how we left his face
and we clocked my man up in black heath market, you should see how he left with pace
i just copped me a brand new one it’s a cure, pop that from the door leave man on the floor
gotta clean this shank but first imma raas it, real talk f-ck dat it’s a chore
[verse 2] [young a]
i told bro just dip him down, they’re p-ssing me off, the verbal’s nuts
in the whizz just skiddin round, ying it, dip it, dig it in guts
k tried run and was tripping him up, antz tried cut, caught brilliant luck
jakes know me i’m on more than systems, don’t ask why i did it in gloves
ya stays with the powers, chill on your flats with the big long shank tryna wet a man down like showers
circle the hills, bridge, cid, p-ssed, lurking for hours
swing this ching at his ribs, the dot dot’s slim but it’s tall like towers
[hook] [tzgwala]
i tell bro just dip him, dip him, dunkin donuts
so don’t get caught slipping, or you’re p-ssed no f-ckin holdups
i was on a opp junction on a train clocked him and i scored no nba
and my white boy pressures their monkey -rs-s, so the one that they envy ay
and that opp come fat he’s a chunky target, should have seen how we left his face
and we clocked my man up in black heath market, you should see how he left with pace
i just copped me a brand new one it’s a cure, pop that from the door leave man on the floor
gotta clean this shank but first imma raas it, real talk f-ck dat it’s a chore
[verse 3] [lucii]
bro bro told me just dip him, so i’m swingin chingin grown ups
so don’t get caught slippin, you’ll go missin for something you thrown up
i was on the opp junction with tizz and we clocked us an opp had to quickly load up
come to your mums front door if you diss me again i’ll show man pain real close up
dem man don’t ride it’s getting annoying
how many times have i stepped your block tryna catch me a sonic coin
are you f-ckin dumb?
are you f-ckin stupid?
push my shank in your mouth and dig out your t–th like a f-ckin toothpick
move too much and you’ll make man lose it
[hook] [tzgwala]
i tell bro just dip him, dip him, dunkin donuts
so don’t get caught slipping, or you’re p-ssed no f-ckin holdups
i was on a opp junction on a train clocked him and i scored no nba
and my white boy pressures their monkey -rs-s, so the one that they envy ay
and that opp come fat he’s a chunky target, should have seen how we left his face
and we clocked my man up in black heath market, you should see how he left with pace
i just copped me a brand new one it’s a cure, pop that from the door leave man on the floor
gotta clean this shank but first imma raas it, real talk f-ck dat it’s a chore
[outro]
ayo sv, this one’s naughty still
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