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luhh dyl - kimbo slice كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(four3va)
slow down

[chorus]
i done made me a lot from a little (you did)
i done made dog sh_t off a flip phone
he ain’t havin’, he monkey in the middle (for real)
steady hopin’ his mans put his b_tch on
never be hearin’ they diss songs
i’m out the way gettin’ cake, gettin’ fat like lizzo
big_ass glock like hippo
n_gga act dumb, then he get his ass sliced like kimbo
you ain’t suckin’, then f_ck is you here for? uh_huh
i don’t wanna f_ck, so i threw her in friendzone
freak b_tch, make her eat d_ck with pants on
i get mad, this sh_t can gеt hands on (naw, for real, uh_huh, uh_huh)
he get mad and start turnin’ thе fan on
hit him with uzi, now all of his friends gone

[verse 1]
(machine, hah, yeah, slow down)
he got hit up with uzi, he thought sh_t was gucci, and now his ass blew like a smoothie
he ain’t makin’ no money, had a bummer_ass summer, you’d think he was hangin’ with judy
old b_tch keep sayin’ what we coulda been, so i told her go hang with druski
[interlude]
hang with druski, go hang with druski
i told her to— yeah
old b_tch keep sayin’ what we coulda been, so i told her go hang with druski
told her go hang with druski
told her go— uh_huh
uh_huh, uh_huh
slow down

[verse 2]
everybody in this b_tch get down (get down)
made my first five hundred, then made ten thou’, that ten wasn’t f_ckin’ around (uh_huh)
bro got pendin’ cases, he can’t even go out of town, they might take it to trial (or they might take it to trial)
p_o_p holdin’ it down (holdin’ it down)
doa, we rollin’ him right now (right now)
like he late on the bills, knock his lights out (slow down)
(he ain’t even see it comin’)
just this year, i spent more than a hundred, as long as i rap, it’s gon’ keep on comin’
gotta keep on thumbin’
my hands been hurtin’, they already numbin’
but i just deal with the pain ’cause i still remember the days when i ain’t had nothin’ (slow down)

[chorus]
i done made me a lot from a little (you did)
i done made dog sh_t off a flip phone
he ain’t havin’, he monkey in the middle (for real)
steady hopin’ his mans put his b_tch on
never be hearin’ they diss songs
i’m out the way gettin’ cake, gettin’ fat like lizzo
big_ass glock like hippo
n_gga act dumb, then he get his ass sliced like kimbo
you ain’t suckin’, then f_ck is you here for? (you dig?), uh_huh
i don’t wanna f_ck, so i threw her in friendzone (for real)
freak b_tch, make her eat d_ck with pants on
i get mad, this sh_t can get hands on (naw, for real, uh_huh, uh_huh)
he get mad and start turnin’ the fan on
hit him with uzi, now all of his friends gone

- luhh dyl

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