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damedot - in the mob lyrics
[intro: damedot]
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[verse 1: damedot]
i’m drunk as h_ll, it’s two somethin’, this ice cost like two somethin’
b_tch, peezy hit my line late as h_ll, he got two runners
she turnt it to a challenge, tryna suck me like a cucumber
i heard you got the wocky jawns and i need a few of ’em
goonie called me with some orange heads, i need a few hundred
i ran off on a n_gga out the way, got a new number
b_tch, i’m in the mob, you can call me joe pesci
straight talk gettin’ hectic, gettin’ neck while i’m textin’
i’ll pull off, let off a hundred, send a message
if i spin a n_gga street, i’ma hit him with the extras
b_tch, it’s damedot the bank teller, ball like i’m mayweather
i chose the straight drop over your b_tch ’cause it taste better
meech vs’d the rose gold ‘dweller and i iced my buffies
i can’t give a b_tch the whole d_ck ’cause she gon’ say she love me
cute b_tches come dime a dozen, swear to god they love me
i can leave the house with no jewelry, still look like i’m flooded
[chorus: damedot]
f_ck her brains out, now i’m actin’ funny
i can’t even think about a b_tch ’cause i’m thinkin’ money
it ain’t least a thirty, n_gga, why you up it?
hit girly, hit her bff, got them b_tches puzzled
we lied to the world, now we kissin’ cousins
she heard my cologne cost a roll, so she wanna hug me
my b_tch got on vlone, but when it come to some friends, it’s f_ck ’em
to you n_ggas, it could mean the world, but to me, it’s nothin’
[verse 2: peezy]
it all started in the bas_m_nt
skip a couple years, now we got money by the cases
turned a corner, they ain’t see me, got ’em askin’, “where the wraith went?”
closed casket at the funeral, got ’em askin’ where his face went
b_tch, i’m in the mob, you need a membership to get in
bought the ‘vette, but couldn’t drive it, had to lose some weight to fit in
gate surround the crib, b_tch, you gotta show your face to get in
man, i ain’t f_ckin’ with you n_ggas, that’s the type of sp_ce i been in
i can leave the crib without no jewelry, still got on a hundred
state to state, i’m goin’ on tour, green face presis like i’m goin’ to war
all these dead presidents, i own a morgue
supreme season, new supreme on, sh_t look like velour
sick of n_ggas rappin’ ’bout sh_t they know they can’t afford
junkie said i came a long way, i pulled up in that foreign
[chorus: damedot]
f_ck her brains out, now i’m actin’ funny
i can’t even think about a b_tch ’cause i’m thinkin’ money
it ain’t least a thirty, n_gga, why you up it?
hit girly, hit her bff, got them b_tches puzzled
we lied to the world, now we kissin’ cousins
she heard my cologne cost a roll, so she wanna hug me
my b_tch got on vlone, but when it come to some friends, it’s f_ck ’em
to you n_ggas, it could mean the world, but to me, it’s nothin’
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