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letra de deuce - revxrbb1

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[chorus: fdu]
when she talk to me i don’t listen i feel that perc kicking in (i feel it)
oxy on my brain and i’m sippin’ on a binge
and i’m really for the grind, b-tch, i put the d-mn work in
i got [?], i sip guap this ain’t’ no deuce

[verse 1: fdu]
i got bae on my line (on my line)
but i don’t got time for you, b-tch (no time)
i just put diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my wrist (on my wrist)
when we write, we keep the toolie, this a big ass bl!ck (big ass bl!ck)
i shoot your b-tch in the face, i don’t give a f-ck if my choppa is g-y
get it off the [?]
it’s ready to spray
[?], i want that sh-t, okay?
i don’t gotta hang with you, anyway (no way)
i don’t gotta hang with you, any day, so ima pass the offer
[?] (it do)
[?] (ya dig?)
bad b-tch is suicidal, she say the raped the knife (oh no)
no, baby, don’t leave me here, give it anothеr try (ya dig?)
and everytime i look in hеr eyes, she know that i [?] (i do)
i don’t give a f-ck what you think about me, i’m in my own lane
cocaine and the f-nny pack, yeah, she do them white lines (okay)
i don’t f-ck with [?], i be getting high
i just poured a four and popped a thirty
cut the weed out though
[bridge: fdu]
yeah, i gotta cut off some people (cut them off, cut them off)
f-ck every fake motherf-cker
f-ck every fake motherf-cker
yeah, f-ck these b-tches, f-ck these b-tches

[chorus: fdu]
when she talk to me i don’t listen i feel that perc kicking in (ya dig?)
oxy on my brain and i’m sippin’ on a binge
and i’m really for the grind, b-tch, i put the d-mn work in
i got [?], i sip guap this ain’t’ no deuce, no

[verse 2: revxrbb1]
this ain’t no deuce, got the number two (two)
i got the deuce, poured it in the number two (what?)
she isn’t my main she the number two (what?)
with my main, look at the stars, boo
with my main, got the hand on my tool
try steal my main, you are a tool
try suck me up, don’t need a tool
look at my coat, this sh-t is brand new
look at your wrist, you are baby pool (what?)
like call me whenever you want
like hit me whenever you need
i’ll pull up like a steed
i’ll do whatever to please
i’ll do anything for you
this ain’t no deuce, got the number two (two)
i got the deuce, poured it in the number two (what?)
she isn’t my main she the number two (what?)
with my main, look at the stars, boo
with my main, got the hand on my tool
try steal my main, you are a tool
try suck me up, don’t need a tool
look at my coat, this sh-t is brand new
look at your wrist, you are baby pool
[chorus: fdu]
when she talk to me i don’t listen i feel that perc kicking in (ya dig?)
oxy on my brain and i’m sippin’ on a binge
and i’m really for the grind, b-tch, i put the d-mn work in (ya dig?)
i got [?], i sip guap this ain’t’ no deuce

[verse 3: fdu]
i don’t really got a feeling for a b-tch
but i feel it in my brain when the oxy kickin’ in
yeah, yeah, she ride on my d-ck all night (yeah)
and she got that [?] of me (oh, yeah)
these percs be exhausting, they get the rest of me (the rest of me)
i put the d-mn work in, (ya dig?), this ain’t daddy’s money (uh-huh)
i sip too much syrup, now my tum- feel funny (d-mn)
[?] relate to this money, and i throwed up on the floor (ugh)
if i run out of money, i could always make more
closer, put me out my sorrows (out my sorrows)
the liquor? i’ll do that tomorrow (tomorrow)
she know me, and she know that i drink her bottles
yeah, f-ck the club (f-ck the club)
in the club with a .50 and the hollows tucked
the bricks in the air, b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
she wanna f-ck me on air, okay, keep the cameras up (keep the cameras up)
(keep the cameras up)
(keep the cameras up)

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