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Dynamic Duo (feat. Tee Grizzley)

アーティスト:Lil Yachty, Tee Grizzley  アルバム:Michigan Boy Boat  作詞:Dion Hayes/Martin Rafeal Mc Curtis/Miles Parks McCollum/Terry Sanchez Wallace  作曲:Dion Hayes/Martin Rafeal Mc Curtis/Miles Parks McCollum/Terry Sanchez Wallace  発売年:2021 

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(Helluva made this beat, baby) (AY) Ay, lil' Instagram hoe, how much you fuckin' for? (And some head?) After me, go in that room & show some love to bro (Let ya' brother get 'em) Fuck that fame shit (Bitch) Bitch, don't play that role (Bitch) You just another hoe (Bitch) You just ain't been exposed (Yeah) Ay, heard niggas looking for me, I ain't hidin' jack (Never) I'm probably in that cat with an explosive on my lap (Boom) Don't no nigga round me stomach touch they back, that's all facts These niggas all cap, if we deep we all strapped (Grrra!) They talk good in that studio, its all rats (They talkin') I talk good in that studio, its all facts (That's facts) The bro's look like rappers but them niggas all trap I'll let that chopper scream like a text with all caps (Brrra!) Murmur on his way, I love talking to my nigga (Where you from?) Her head on my lap, she love talking to my zipper (Lock it) Just make it hit yo' back like you was coughing, lil' nigga Since you can't stay in yo' place, stay in this coffin, lil' nigga (Sit there) Ran into this famous bitch (Huh?) She said want some coke (What else?) I said, "Whatchu need, bitch? We got that by the truckload" (We got it) She said she wanna do somethin' (Woop) Told her to get the fuck on Bitch, you a custo, I serve I don't fuck those (Bitch) You know I got the drip, my sweater fifty Benji's (Five Ben's) If I can't fuck the bitch, then she must be in prison (Behind bars) The competition non-existent, I don't see 'em (Na) Bro smacked him with that eagle, bitch, my niggas evil (Bitch, come here) That's why I thank God, I could eat with rap 'Cause my gun like some silverware, yeah, I could eat with that (Eat) Since he a hot head, add some more heat to that Let that heater clap when he drop, we ain't gon speak on that (Bow) I'll put them shooters on your doorstep (Knock, knock!) They bring yo' head back, I'll tell 'em, "Nice job" (Good job) Forty-five thousand for the Rolex (What else, nigga?) Another 40 thousand for the ice job (Bling, blow!) I just met my plug out in Vegas (Out in Vegas) He bring that bag back, we doin' flexin (We gon' wax) Rich nigga dick, bitch, taste it (Oh, taste it) Don't run, be a big girl, take it (Bitch, shut up) The nigga shot my brother, he ain't speaking (He's not speaking) Not because he anti-social, he ain't breathing (We outta here)


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