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rio da yung og & rmc mike - dumb n dumber flo كلمات أغنية

[intro: rmc mike]
(my n_gga, lee, i think we got another one)
b_tch, hmm
huh

[verse 1: rmc mike]
mix the ah with the yeah with the ooh, n_gga, okay
bro ain’t have no dope, so how the f_ck he catch a dope case?
i’m downtown nashville lookin’ for a snowflake
the diamonds in his pendant kinda real, but the rope fake
i just did a drill in a honda, it’s a ’08
i just made a play for seven thousand at the four_way, hmm
they kicked him off the game, he don’t get no play, hmm
he flexin’ with the watch, but that b_tch so fake
i wouldn’t even let my kids wear that sh_t
my brother trey got a free body, check thе evidence
rio buyin’ all thе pints and won’t sell a bit, hmm
nina speak when i tell her, she intelligent
brodie washed the f_ck out, i got a better mix
mix the act’, tris, and qua’, this a better mix
bro six hundred in on them necklaces
i’m tryna f_ck her sis, who? alexis’
two_hundred bucks on my neck and wrists
who got some act’ pints? we collectin’ it
i’m just tryna f_ck, bae, i can’t be affectionate
you got a gaffle for your brother, then i’m fetchin’ it
speedin’ in a new charger, it’s electric
f_ck netflix, she in the back doin’ neck tricks
hmm, i’m finna od off the drank, this a death wish
plr_16, this a kel_tec
she don’t speak english, but i’m tryna f_ck the nail tech
this a smell check, can you spell s_x?
her p_ssy wasn’t sh_t but it smelled fresh
i bought the b_tch a one_in_one chanel vest
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
nah, huh
f_cked the b_tch, then left, she start whinin’ like a h_llcat
i made a million dollars, that’s a real fact
i made two million dollars, then i set back
she been suckin’ d_ck so long, she want her neck back
i know she got some good cat, she got a big back
the way she suck the d_ck, she like a wet vac’
i just bought ten bricks from a wetback, that’s a mexican
every time i buy the drink from my granddad, he lecture me
n_gga, i been drinkin’ actavis since seventeen
i’m talkin’ thirteen years ago, not 2017, that’s when kaz was born
they hit him with some big sh_t, he got a half an arm, you know who i’m talkin’ ’bout
the b_tch p_ssy was so good, i had to walk her out
the drank man bullsh_t and i’m finna stalk him out
the b_tch think i’m comin’, finna stall her out
soon as i bust my nut, then i’m walkin’ out
two hundred on the chain
i’m finna give these dirty motherf_ckers somethin’ to talk about
if the b_tch p_ssy bad, i’ma call her out
the drank man say the tris gone, we bought ’em out
i was sittin’ on the bench, i’m a baller now
if my brother sell all the drank, that’s what we fallin’ out about
we ain’t never fallin’ out ’bout no dusty ho
outfit, ten racks, i’m kinda musty, though
[verse 3: rmc mike & rio da yung og]
the bottom of her feet black, i wouldn’t touch the ho
why me and deja get into it? i don’t f_ckin’ know
this sh_t got on my nerves, i’m finna f_ckin’ go
what you got a attitude, what you cussin’ for?
the b_tch pulled up, i made her touch the floor
she wanna fake sell dope, i made her bust a ho
we blew that sh_t up, made ’em tuck and roll
this sh_t i’m totin’ on’ll make a bus explode
i had to hit mike sh_t ’cause my cup was gone
i’m tryna fire up some wham, but the blunt was gone

[interlude: rio da yung og & rmc mike]
i woke up lookin’ for bud, like, “where my cousin go?”
like where my cuz at? (where the drugs at?)
where some love at? (yeah, where my hug at?)
like where my hug at? (yeah)
like why the f_ck you get done takin’ a bath and the tub black? (d_mn)
where my gun at? (hahaha), i need some lo’
where my ones at? (yeah) where my forces at? (mm, mm)
we be with this sh_t (where them b_tches at?)

[verse 4: rio da yung og & rmc mike]
(my n_gga, lee, i think we got another one)
n_gga, we be sh_t talkin’, not important rap, this not hip_hop
i said thirty_two hundred for some flip_flops
you made a hundred racks, then you flip_flop
hmm, after you suck my d_ck you can kick— ayy
after she suck the d_ck you can kick rocks
b_tch, kick rocks
anyway, i already met you at a pit stop, you a prostitute
hmm, hmm, b_tch think she the one, but that’s not the truth
b_tch think she the one, she not the two
she not the three, she not the four
hmm, she not a wh0re
that n_gga was hot, but he not no more (d_mn)
he ain’t know what he doin’ with the strap and he shot the floor
he fell on the ground and i shot the floor (d_mn, mm_hmm, now pop the— alright)
my pot was more (hmm), your pot was less (four)
mike said his pot was four (hahaha)
four months, bro, we gotta tour (n_gga)
we got some new p_ssy i wanna explore
huh, brodie like, “mike, i don’t wanna get shot no more” (ha, ha_ha)
that n_gga said he don’t wanna have opps no more (hmm)
he shot so many times, he won’t drop no more (hmm)
that n_gga got shot, he gettin’ popped some more (okay)

- rio da yung og rmc mike

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