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dub-o - don't get me started كلمات الأغنية

intro/
yeah, yeah, dub-o!

[verse 1: dub-o]:
tell uncle charlie i’m winnin’
w’s like i’m west side
f-ck em all who ain’t with em
i’m a est reptile
wanna have a talk wit em
but we don’t got nothin’ to talk about
p-ssy money and weed n—-
yeah, that’s what i’m talking bout
no crease in my denim they say dub-o the next sound
no hands but she feel em
she was settin that neck out
got a big crib livin’ dirty
booty call at eleven thirty
got white cheeks, got dark cheeks
guaranteed so we never worry
uh, i know it isn’t fair
tell them n—-s live wit it then die
a couple stacks in my backpack
yeah, i’m trying to bring em to life
my blood type is cool
got a cold touch like i was shootin’ ice
i’m focused on my next step but i got wings so i let it fly
outta no where, i came from
me and your style, was just not the same
i’m sauced up in that a1 (that a1)
fuuuu fuuu f-ckin round with them hoes
worst move you could ever make is that kiss below her nose
cause that’s the same place where i penetrate

[chorus]:
look, don’t get me started (started)
don’t get me started (started)
du don’t get me don’t get me
don’t get me started
du dubo is my name
and my flow game retarted
du don’t get me don’t get me
don’t get me started
yeah
don’t get me started (started)
don’t get me started (started)
du don’t get me started please
don’t get me started
du dubo is my name
and my flow game retarted
don’t get me don’t get me
don’t get me started

[verse 2]:
i’ma go hard regardless
aim a bang at my target
it’s a war outside
put a vest on
don’t wanna end up in the garden
i jus wanna live with no problems
send a mill to my momma
tell my daddy i made it
man, i’m nothing like you i promise
i’m always smokin’ the finest
rockin’ different designers
rozay, no way
man that sh-t weak let’s be honest
straight head with no cut
that’s that raw dog with no condom
i might say what’s up
but h-ll no we ain’t partnas
that rocksmith i rock
your n—- cool but you not
i got my b-tch
i got your b-tch
i got his b-tch on lock
but let’s keep that on the low
like four feet from the floor
cause if my main thang get the word about it
she just might explode (boom)
no lie like a true story
i’m too high like two stories (say what?)
no lie like a true story
i’m too high like two stories (yeah)
put the pedal on smash
it’s a dark road i can’t see ahead
big chance i might crash
cause i was burning out and receiving head

- dub o

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