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letra de ding dong - the palmer squares, probcause & junkyard samurai

[intro]
at your door like
i’m at your door like

[chorus]
burning up the budget, [?]
i could do this sh-t with my eyes closed (ah)
this probably violate the fight code (woo)
blowing up, dynamite (i explode)
alarm going off like (woo woo)
junkyard samurai (woo woo)
your sh-t stank like (poo poo)
[?] at your door like (ding dong)

[verse 1: probcause]
oh my god, i just caught a sh-t p–p
stomping on the bag with my j’s
plus these ones were off-white
now they’re a whole different shade
lighting money on fire like term k
sparking up the blunt with the flame
y’all couldn’t touch me on my worst day
got to play more life, it’s a game
paper looking thin like two-ply
but d-mn, baby, don’t i look too fly?
yeah, you could call me jimmy two-times
got a match and a bottle of moonshine, ay
anyway, remember what your momma use to say
if you keep on making that stank face
then it might get stuck that way
okay
[chorus]
burning up the budget, [?]
i could do this sh-t with my eyes closed (ah)
this probably violate the fight code (woo)
blowing up, dynamite (i explode)
alarm going off like (woo woo)
junkyard samurai (woo woo)
your sh-t stank like (poo poo)
[?] at your door like (ding dong)

[verse 2: term k]
do what i got to do
moving the product, move
hakuna matata, uh
every solution’s a problem
there better be room at the bottom for me
it blooms and it blossoms
and when it goes boom, it’s colossal
obviously
truth of the matter is, it was never approved by the powers that be
it’s got me in trouble
which got me disgruntled
the pebble, the ripple
you got to be subtle when popping the bubble
your head on a swivel
ref with the whistle
it’s official, it was never official
let us rejoice, weapon of choice
a pen or a pistol
bang
[chorus]
burning up the budget, [?]
i could do this sh-t with my eyes closed (ah)
this probably violate the fight code (woo)
blowing up, dynamite (i explode)
alarm going off like (woo woo)
junkyard samurai (woo woo)
your sh-t stank like (poo poo)
[?] at your door like (ding dong)

[verse 3: acumental]
i got goals to accomplish
you ought to know like a [?]
never broken a promise
not to myself or to anybody else
pay homage
we the best in the nation
trebling bass for the rest of our days
with the festive engagement
celebrate like madonna to honour a special occasion
a player like william bellamy
heavy artillery, k!lling the enemy
not addicted to crystal amphetamine
i’m a professor, flipping the chemistry
throw another match in the water
hundred grand in my grill like walter
i’m a real life monster, can’t sit still
i don’t just k!ll, i slaughter
[chorus]
burning up the budget, [?]
i could do this sh-t with my eyes closed (ah)
this probably violate the fight code (woo)
blowing up, dynamite (i explode)
alarm going off like (woo woo)
junkyard samurai (woo woo)
your sh-t stank like (poo poo)
[?] at your door like (ding dong)

- the palmer squares probcause junkyard samurai

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