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letra de dum hands - whoheem

[intro]
you already know the deal, whoheem, stop playin’

[verse]
dum hands, the fo fa fool beaker
the tyse n-gga out the thump bump my sleeper
if she don’t want you back, i don’t want the b-tch neither
she stressin’ from this d-ck, we had the b-tch needy
i can tell when a b-tch really like me
she keep me on her instagram, she won’t block me
the blower?
it’a push a n-gga wipcap, to his cap, to her cap, to this cap, to stick back
ay
i can’t wait ’til l graduate
f-ck my teacher in the sweeps for me being late
you ain’t gon’ slide, you gon’ starve while we eat a plate
he said we go way back we was schoolmates
don’t care
you got a new n-gga? don’t care
you don’t love me, but you lurking, b-tch, you do care
the d-ck healthy, veggie d-ck, she in a wheelchair
five n-ggas they shot, y’all finna blow where?
no benjis in the bank, i had to stack up
i can change a broke b-tch into a million bucks
if you lose me lil’ baby you are outta luck
her n-gga really borin’ now she stressin’, ’cause the d-ck sucked
fast-forward to the punch, its finna blow up
if you with your best friend, you better f-ck it up
face down, ass up, you better throw it
alleyoop it to the bro, you better catch it, better buckle up
sweet-talk a sad b-tch, she gon’ give it up
i feel envy in here, it’s time to line it up
i just went to your b-tch, you big mad that she chose up
up close with these clippers, any beam finna line them up
any n-gga move silly, i got 100 rounds, subtract 50, 20 dead, 30 n-ggas down
any n-gga want a fade, n-gga get it
on my momma, on her momma, on my momma, i’m gonna touch it, i got dum hands
i use that b-tch like a rental
kick the world in the morning, that’s when i broke that b-tch window
go tell yo’ daddy, b-tch, i’ma boop-bang his chin off
i’ll slap your momma too, ’cause these hands are billingual
stupid
[outro]
f-cking playing b-tch

- whoheem

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