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lil baby & 42 dugg – u-digg كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(antt did the track)

[verse 1: lil baby]
‘rari sittin’ on twenty_fours, ya dig?
i cut the b_tch, she couldn’t play her role, ya dig?
a couple million plus i spent on clothes, ya dig?
b_tch actin’ like she scared, i bought her a ghost, ya dig?
these lame_ass rappers tryna see if i f_cked they b_tch, you know i did
got three hundred pounds at the spot and they all disappeared, you know where they went (what?)
ain’t worried about a ho tellin’ her best friend i’m cheap, she know i’m rich
got four_five hoes on a jet and it’s only me, you know i’m lit (yeah)
i’m a hot head but my heart cold, that b_tch just won’t unthaw
i done ran it up, i ain’t goin’ broke, that sh_t ain’t in my thoughts
i’m a real player, if you play it wrong, you can’t keep the sh_t that i bought
got white girl like mary jane, trap swingin’ like pete parker
can’t blame him, that’s my son, he just doin’ the sh_t i taught him
on rodeo in a maybach, they think that that’s rick ross
wanna f_ck me, she a broke b_tch, sorry boo, that’s a big, “h_ll nah”
wanna sneak diss, it’s cool though, but your ass better not get caught (fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)
[chorus: lil baby & veeze]
got fifties, thirties, switches, every pole, ya dig? (dig)
brand new money, blue notes fallin’ out my clothes, ya dig? (dig)
this my business, can’t n0body know, ya dig? (nah)
n_gga shake my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya dig? (shh)
these lame_ass n_ggas get dropped from left and right, you know i did it (alright)
when she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, i’ma know it’s real (ooh)
i’m heavy handed pouring in, all my cups be over spilled
i done popped me a akorn pint, this sh_t so red like roadk!ll

[verse 2: veeze]
that lil’ hunnid thou’, i made that sh_t five times, no deally (f_ck)
he rap about opps but ain’t put them hoes down, he silly (haha)
i’ma shop when i land, i ain’t gotta take no bags, each city (yeah)
i’m f_ckin’ his b_tch and talkin’ about it in my raps, he gon’ k!ll me
i’m walkin’ a check, got six_fifty on each leg, ya dig? (yeah)
dollar faygo, now it’s worth a band, ya dig? (ooh)
amiri flannel blue, i’m dressed like craig, ya dig? (ooh)
just like simon, b_tch, better do what i say, ya dig?
i go to the club with it on me, i seen n_ggas die tryna run to the whip, yeah
my life is a movie like paid in full, my uncles, they hate that i’m rich, yeah
i might go to h_ll, i’ll ice skate with the devil before i put faith in a b_tch
i f_cked her so good, she ain’t ask for the money, i was ‘posed to be payin’ her rent
i’m givin’ the bl!cks to the shorties for free, but they only get paid for a hit
i’m capital p, how i’m peelin’ these pints and paintin’ these pops like prince, yeah
it come out the wrapper, it shine and glisten, it look like the flake of a fish
the way i was kickin’ my pimpin’, a regular n_gga, he can’t even dig (d_mn)
i done dressed up, all my cups look like suge knight, you know they red
my glock so switched, it went from kris to caitlyn, you know it’s trans
who that flew by in the ‘rari, same color trae young? you know that’s twin
i done f_cked this ho for a year, i ain’t go on no date, she know we friends (fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)
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[chorus: lil baby & veeze]
got fifties, thirties, switches, every pole, ya dig?
brand new money, blue notes fallin’ out my clothes, ya dig?
this my business, can’t n0body know, ya dig?
n_gga shake my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya dig?
these lame_ass n_ggas get dropped from left and right, you know i did it (nah)
when she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, i’ma know it’s real
i’m heavy handed pouring in, all my cups be over spilled
i done popped me a akorn pint, this sh_t so red like roadk!ll

[verse 3: 42 dugg]
i’d rather chase that check, that bag, stash nine ms over 1.5
d_mn right, i got a dime, they don’t see me
i was probably wearin’ tru’s before chief keef
drop a five in the sprite, b_tch, pink, pink (yeah)
if i knock a b_tch down, hear, “ding, ding”
time to go, chrome hearts vest four thousand (yeah)
what about the coat? turnt young n_gga, i know
never surrender, n_ggas askin’ why i tote, bet if i up, i blow
f_cked they b_tch, i know, hundred gs, five for a show, n_gga
i got the ‘cat, the track’, the urus, the ‘bach, i bet if i call she f_ck (h_llo?)
i got t_rex the bike, trx the truck, that sh_t like two hundred somethin’ plus
i’m the turntest n_gga you know from the city, you dig?
b_tch, if we catch him, you know we gon’ k!ll him, on my kids
this big 4 sh_t so for real, i still spin just for the thrill
but where you at? i’m on his heels, pull up on me, i’m at liv (miami)

- lil baby 42 dugg

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