letra de dirty dan - yurrr.isaiahzay
(intro)
yall n-ggas know what the f-ck going on none of yall n-ggas really like it like me you’re like me i be in the back of the back of the drop top none of yall really like me
(verse 1)
cooking the dope in the pot (the pot) i be whooping the pans i pass to my man dirty dan (dirty dan) dat n-gga be shooting with his hands (his what) my n-gga got caught shooting he baned (dam, aye, look,yea, lets go)
(verse 2)
im f-cking your b-tch to china to mexico she sucked the d-ck yea shorty she a hoe (hoe) f-cking your b-tch in the back of the drop top (aye,letsgo) cooking the pot pot sipping that dot dot yall n-ggas not with it yall really be ops ops (aye, look, suck, my d-ck n-gga) its black on black i shot him in the back that n-gga not with it he dont really got a gap (aye) i run on your block with the choppa that thing go brrr pop pop n-gga wanan play he got hit with that shot thats the sound of the choppa now lets hear the draco (thump thump thump) dracco thump thump thump the way i step on n-ggas yall not kilersi smoke yall like swishers i be on your block im stumpping yall n-ggas no stumping yall n-ggas not with it yall b-tchs yall n-ggas sweet like pumpkin
(verse 3)
f-cking you b-tch from the back the back she throw that ass back that ass so fat im getting that paper im getting that cash (aye) ahe call me big b the way i blow out her back she call me big r the way i got them racks yall n-ggas dont live it yall really be cap pull up on your block and watch me spray that starting fires the way im from philly take her to the mall and we spend a milly she calling me meek but i ain’t no mill shawty go to jail want me to pay her bail ride throught you block with thr glock 100 shots everybody getting shot roocking ethika and luvi on my feet (aye) the way i play games better call this sh-t uno f-ck on your b-tch yo know im a dunno (what, he said call that sh-t uno)
(verse 4)
one hoe white other hoe black one hoe mixed other hoe fat other hoe skinny i blow out her back (aye) im big like pop yall n-ggas dont want smoke i pull up to your crib and make everyone vote yall n-ggas not with it yall look loke the pope (dam) scot pimping the way im balling i f-ck on your b-tch yall n-ggas be stalling yall n-ggas not wiht it yall really be falling she calling me polo the way that i pop out ion listen to n-ggas yall op outs yall not with it yl really be drop outs (aye)
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