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club hats – dmt entity كلمات اغاني

[letra de “dmt entity”]

[intro]
i told you, man, don’t f_ck with me

[verso 1: lil baby]
yeah, rest in peace to bankroll, show ’em how to do it
baby goin’ crazy, he been gettin’ straight to it
i done caught so many flights i end up f_ckin’ all the stewardesses
catch me in atlanta, no security with my jewelry
found i was rich, my baby mama talkin’ suin’ me
‘nother b_tch tellin’ lies on the p_ssy like she screwin’ me (this is a certified hood classic)
catch him down bad, that’s his ass, n_gga, you or me
si diamonds on the chain, he ain’t foolin’ me
we was skippin’ school on the train, duckin’ truancy
my main partner turned into a rat, he talkin’ ’bout robbin’ me
i pray the judge give that boy a bond so i can pop him
wе was in the hood, sellin’ bags, shootin’ choppers
f_ckеd around and tried to go and lease a helicopter
baby really a problem, somebody gotta stop him
and the haters watchin’ too hard, i think they got binoculars
every n_gga with me on go, it ain’t no stoppin’ us
n_ggas actin’ like they got the bag, i’m tryna stop it up
do this for the bros down the road, gotta lock it up
all you gotta do is say it’s smoke, then we’re poppin’ up
baby got the streets on hold, he ain’t drop yet
i’ve been goin’ hard, it’s gon’ be hard for you to top that
i make it look easy, but this sh_t really a process
i’m really a millionaire, still in the projects
[estribillo: lil baby]
baby puttin’ on for the city (i told you, man)
baby, he the realest (don’t f_ck with me), baby prolly got a couple million
baby hang with four or five k!llers
baby got children, baby prolly still drug dealin
baby ain’t a trapper, he a rapper
baby makin’ classics, baby in the hood gettin’ active
baby keep it real with his people
baby like a preacher, baby prolly still sell reefer

[verso 2: dababy]
huh? baby prolly still got them ‘bows
i tell my b_tch i’m faithful, but i still got the hoes
baby gettin’ jiggy, on stage with the glizzy
baby ceo, he shake the game like he diddy
you would think it’s mardi gras, i got these b_tches showin’ titties
and i ain’t throwin’ beads, i pull them b_tches’ weaves
i’m stallin’ b_tches out, if i’m a dog, then she a flea
and when i f_ck her doggystyle the only time i’m on my knee
i barely wanna—

- club hats

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