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deezy®400 – rugrats كلمات اغاني

[intro]
deezy on the riddim, yea it’s f–ked
let’s go
foe-hunnid

[verse 1]
i’m pullin’ up, rockets on reload
don’t kick sh-t, brother on beast mode
no cap, i’m ballin’ like d. rose
ion need your fake -ss dior
b-tch you bugging out like a f-cking peon
if i pull up with rat-ta-tat you gon’
take flight like infinity and beyond
buzz lightyear way on my tesla
got white on white like a tester
yo’ b-tch on my line i’ma text her
ion give a f-ck ’bout no stereotypes
i’m a white boy rappin’ like i, like i
like i’m from the “nawf” side, b-tch i’m from the northside
when i move down south b-tch i’m on the northside
gotta keep my gr-ss high ’cause these f-ckboys
actin’ like the f.b.i., no cap

[chorus]
24/7 got bees in the trap
and we got mo’ bees in the back
greet all these drug fiends with a slap
and you know it’s old deez’ on the track

[verse 2]
got this b-tch on my line, she like
“when you coming over?” b-tch i said later
right now i’m in the studio, tryna get my bread up
tryna get this motherf-cking paper
you sad boys tuggin’ on violins
i’m rappin’ ’bout money and violence
got a flair for the rhymin’, everything high end
you are gonna end up dying, from my blocka!
“pop! pop! skiddi-pop!” and i clock ya!
that’s how it goes, when you in the streets sh-t like death row
so you get yo’ piece, or say bye to your dome
i’m grown, but i’m only seventeen so leave me the f-ck alone
no cap, now your mama on my line i’ma tell that b-tch throw it back

[chorus]
24/7 got bees in the trap
and we got mo’ bees in the back
greet all these drug fiends with a slap
and you know it’s old deez’ on the track
24/7 got bees in the trap
and we got mo’ bees in the back
greet all these drug fiends with a slap
and you know it’s old deez’ on the track

[verse 3]
one thot, two thot, red thot, blue thot
i’m sick as f-ck, like i didn’t get a flu shot
giving out beef like a clearance at a food shop
she a virgin, so she got that new taco
got myself in a debacle
with some f-ckboy that he claimin’ that i know
but i don’t know so i get back in my tahoe
tire go “skrt” while i’m leaning out the side
b-tch the f-ck you are, never gave a sub-par bar
my sh-t fire like the white k. lamar (hoo)
i’m going far and you know it
but you’re out ya mind ’cause you can’t afford it
i hit your line while i sip a forty, “tell your b-tch that i’m h-rny”
bro bro i don’t think you heard what i said, i said
“tell your b-tch that i’m h-rny!”

- deezy400

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