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letra de dude love - verbal mcmahon

[intro]
-wwf sample-
heyyyyy
where the disco lights at?
shout to mick foley, you heard?
dude love and sh-t
yeah, lower east side
factory, what up
yo

[verse 1]
the kid spit the catchy, put hoes in the backseat of a taxi
for dumb f-cks, pack nunchucks like maxi, your style’s tacky
my asians jeri lee, blacks toni braxi
they all nasty, like squatters on the corner
shining twins down the corridor, it’s hotter to a foreigner
you don’t know enough math to count the mics that i rip
you fooled if you think the fight is in the fist
it’s all heart, lyrically it’s all art
lock it up, never catch me off guard
it’s the v & the scientist
got me a m-sseuse & a podiatrist
relaxed when i’m writin’ this
you know i’m sick, where the antibiotics?
watch the man fly, d-mn right he’s so melodic
with a chick from out of country, body so erotic
shooter roll the chronic, maneuver like he sonic, what?

uhhh
whaaat?!
that’s dude love sh-t
shout to benny ben, i see you
yeah
shout to al miller, where you at?
yeah
bout to cyph with you and sh-t right?
yeah, uh

[verse 2]
if it wasn’t about me, it wasn’t ’bout a dollar
got too much sense, see change is for a scholar
ever since a youngin’, the girls wanted to holler
mama always said i remind her of my father
your boy got the golden arm, lil n-ggas holding on to a false hope
the top is what my scope is on
focus on, drop jewels, they get the quoting on
coughing up a storm, choking on what i’m smokin’ on
groupie soaking on the bed that we stroking on
got the whole hood talking bout i’m the chosen one
triple x s-x, fiddle with the best yet
bet your best bet, we headed to the top
the liquor is a k!ller, guess i’m deaded off the pop of the cork
pray i don’t see a stork
cause baby i don’t need one, i just need some
watch the world see reruns, not again!

woooo!
yo it’s hot in here
temperatures … skyrocketing right now
yeah
real sh-t though
uh, one more time, one more time
yeah
yo

[verse 3]
the news never nice but we always gotta watch it
my city named twice, who the f-ck could ever top it?
n to the y, y to the c
v to the e, r to the b
a to the l like i’m riding through the tunnels
catch me at the party, i be vibin’ by the funnels
sipping on the latest, puffing on the greatest
tippin all my waiters if they snappy like some gators
speak like dictators, play the haters, slay the traitors
if you ain’t talking money, ima need a translator you heard?

f-ck you said dogs?
i don’t even understand you
dude love sh-t

- verbal mcmahon

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