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Finisher Video (MV)




Performed By: Dboy Souljia
Length: 1:45
Written by: Darrell Hairl




Dboy Souljia - Finisher Lyrics




I get it hot like a sauna, stay strapped up like Osama
Riding thru the chi with no armor, count up Benji add commas
Make it to the top i promise, big house on the hills for mama
Vacation trips to the Bahamas you can party with us just turn up
Im gettin high im baked im faded, bout to blow up like the world trade did
I go bananas like a ape kids flow sharp like the sword on jason
Check my style im nice swag cold like ice shake the world like dice
You niggas rats yall mice Just f*cked yo bitch on the dresser
Dan i said ima text her i hit the ghost that casper in the lab like dexter
You doin good but im better im all about that cheddar
My girl bad and her ass fat she throw it back like a catcher (WoaH)
That money come fast like relay Ray Charles these niggas cant see mey
He high he spinning like a DJ she bi i hit her in a 3 way im fly take off in that jet
She shy but she gave me that neck no time unless you send that check
Decline on the names of my ex niggas
Dying trying to get that respect ima die trying to get bag
Couldnt lie if they said i was next bullets fly with no name on that tag
In the chi these niggas getting murked no lie i got niggas in that dirt
Im out trying to add my worth stretch cash till i splash and surf
I told the haters that we up i smoke weed like i reup
Act a fool aw you t'd up get stomped out beat up
My niggas out here catching bodies like a team full of cheerleaders(WOAH)
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I get it hot like a sauna, stay strapped up like Osama
Riding thru the chi with no armor, count up Benji add commas
Make it to the top i promise, big house on the hills for mama
Vacation trips to the Bahamas you can party with us just turn up
Im gettin high im baked im faded, bout to blow up like the world trade did
I go bananas like a ape kids flow sharp like the sword on jason
Check my style im nice swag cold like ice shake the world like dice
You niggas rats yall mice Just f*cked yo bitch on the dresser
Dan i said ima text her i hit the ghost that casper in the lab like dexter
You doin good but im better im all about that cheddar
My girl bad and her ass fat she throw it back like a catcher (WoaH)
That money come fast like relay Ray Charles these niggas cant see mey
He high he spinning like a DJ she bi i hit her in a 3 way im fly take off in that jet
She shy but she gave me that neck no time unless you send that check
Decline on the names of my ex niggas
Dying trying to get that respect ima die trying to get bag
Couldnt lie if they said i was next bullets fly with no name on that tag
In the chi these niggas getting murked no lie i got niggas in that dirt
Im out trying to add my worth stretch cash till i splash and surf
I told the haters that we up i smoke weed like i reup
Act a fool aw you t'd up get stomped out beat up
My niggas out here catching bodies like a team full of cheerleaders(WOAH)
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Writer: Darrell Hairl
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