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damedot - rodeo lyrics

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[intro]
rell on the track

[verse]
top down, chillin’ in the summertime
all i see is blue hundreds, b_tch, i’m colorblind
the b_tch say the p_ssy for me ’cause she know it’s mine
n_gga, i done ran through a hundred like a hundred times
ridin’ down rodeo in a wraith
you might as well say i’m out of sp_ce
a thousand miles away and i don’t feel out of place
i can see thе hate through these all_whitе buffs on my face
i just counted up a hundred, ’bout to count another hundred
i ain’t runnin’ dior runners, i’m just fresh as sh_t
spray some of that creed, she wanna l!ck me like a peppermint
had to tell her move ’cause b_tch, you can’t spill this medicine
all i do is preach on these beats, i’m a reverend
this lil’ b_tch a freak in the sheets, yeah, she devilish
i got to have at least fifty racks if i pop out
how the f_ck i got these jordan’s on and they not out?
these hoes wrong, want to f_ck you for a shoutout
if i catch a case, we going to trial, ain’t no cop out
n_gga talk spicy, put some sauce on his taco
throw a n_gga b_tch back to him, joe flacco
i told my ex_b_tch, “take a seat”
i cuddle with the choppa every time i go to sleep
a n_gga want smoke, we gon’ put him in a leaf
i got to leave them racks in the club on the floor when i leave
i’m a real_life p, come and go as i please
top down, chillin’ with a baddie
her friend with her and they both got a fatty
yeah, they cute, but i’ma send these hoes to cincinnati
don’t slam the doors on this long_sleeve caddy
she want to f_ck me everywhere, this lil’ b_tch a savage
i guess i’m like a father figure ’cause she call me daddy
her n_gga think he got some racks, but he never had ’em
old n_ggas hating on the youngins, i ain’t never understand it
the hoes think i’m rude ’cause they say i ain’t romantic
you give me vibes, if you get in that room, you gon’ panic
i’m smokin’ on some za, no, this weed ain’t organic
i got some fish scale in, not no salmon
i got three cars parked outside of the mansion
you used to be that n_gga in the hood, bro, what happened? (ayy)
ain’t no lululemon on me, rich as your big homie
get some head at the coney, it was burgers on my rollie
then, i switched to the ap, fit cost like eight g’s
all my n_ggas takin’ sh_t to length, we don’t take p’s
you would take a cold b_tch to the mall, i make her so pleased
my young n_ggas takin’ hits, they the eighth team
fully on this glock, seventeen, make it an eighteen
you just started getting pape’ in 2018, lil’ n_gga

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