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dee mula & n less entertainment - switch the car up كلمات أغنية

[intr: dee mula]
(w_nksta made this beat)
mm, mm, mm, mm
mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
mm, mm, mm
uh, uh
what you slidin’ with, n_gga?
how many choppers you got on you right now?
how many glocks you got in that b_tch, n_gga?
yeah, let me hear your motor, n_gga
alright, yeah, haha
ayy

[chorus: dee mula]
switchin’ cars, we got n_ggas hidin’, they know to go back home ‘fore it get dark
how you say you real, but doin’ fake sh_t? this n_gga fraud
never had no heart, show me somethin’, i’ll pull a n_gga’s card
he so tender d_ck, got ’round that b_tch and just let down his guard
i got plenty b_tches, i’m gettin’ plenty money
he ain’t wanna drop his location because he know we comin’
man, everybody gangster ’til somethin’ die
like we discriminate, hit his mama up, makе him cry

[verse: dee mula]
i been sick of n_ggas lyin’, talkin’ ’bout they been puttin’ in work
talkin’ ’bout they be shootin’ thеir gun (uh, uh), puttin’ these n_ggas in the dirt
puttin’ these n_ggas on a shirt is what we do, body dry when we come through
switches goin’ off (grrt), talkin’ out his top, i tried to blow it off
for real, gangster n_gga, came from nothin’, i’m in the rolls_royce
double r, push the b_tton right here, that open doors up
when we pop outside, they put their hoes up
they know we be stealin’ n_ggas b_tches, got their toes up
i thought he was gangster, see my face, this n_gga froze up
threw his head down like he dropped some up on the floor or somethin’ (hahaha)
we in these black trucks like obama, ready for trauma, i’m with it
i’m never lackin’, it’s on me, ask them n_ggas from my city
them n_ggas hidin’ behind facebook, how you get your drac’ took?
why you savin’ b_tches that ain’t yours? give that cape up
lookin’ in these mirrors, tryna catch a n_gga stalkin’ me
hop straight out the car fully ar, i feel like you followin’ me (ayy)
[chorus: dee mula]
switchin’ cars, we got n_ggas hidin’, they know to go back home ‘fore it get dark
how you say you real, but doin’ fake sh_t? this n_gga fraud
never had no heart, show me somethin’, i’ll pull a n_gga’s card
he so tender d_ck, got ’round that b_tch and just let down his guard
i got plenty b_tches, i’m gettin’ plenty money
he ain’t wanna drop his location because he know we comin’
man, everybody gangster ’til somethin’ die
like we discriminate, hit his mama up, make him cry

- dee mula n less entertainment

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