Woooooooooahhh
Yeah, yeah
Dàesha G.O.AT
Remember the motherf*ckin' name
I really buck at a bitch
Just to see if that hoe flinch
Put my clip in my Glock
And then my bullets get revenged
Can't show no mercy to these bitches
Cause the G don't make friends
Big lone wolf
I done killed with these hands
I really dress
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Pull the bullet through his head
Talk to God and let the angels know
The send his ass to hell
Wit his family where they dead
Gone
I'm a street survivor
Don't bring a fist to no gunfight
See that there just ain't nice
See damn, they done lost a good night
Got my own castle
Bitch, I'm livin' up right
No time for toxic blood
Cause I only bleed when they get close
Toxic waste
I switched out some lines
With the dead for some better days
Bitches really hatin
Cause they hate how I live
Got a rapist for a husband
Now that's some way to live
Don't let me say how I feel
I'll put the line in the deal
I really say, I really say
Yeah, look, I really dressed
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Bitch, I said what I said
Tell me how you feel
If you really wanna step for something
Step all in the field
Got my bullets ready for you
They shootin' at your team
Put all the niggas down
They heven fit for a dream
Like tic, tac, paddy wag
Tell me how you fold
If you really wanna f*ck with me
Then I'ma have a 4
I can pull up with a 12
On me military too
Cause they know that I get down
And they just know what I do
I like to dress
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Put a bullet through his head
Talk to God and tell the angels
Send his ass straight to hell
Where he bout it
And anybody ever want smoke
They can solve it
Takin' all the problems
And this bitches ain't causin' what
It's givin' bad bitch
It's givin' savage
It's givin' classic
Elegant nasty
I know this ass sittin' fat
He ain't ready
Put this pussy on the card
Call it debit
Yeah
Uh, what
Uh, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
Ay, ay
Yeah, what
Go, go, go
I like to dress
Yes
They said that I'm the best
Put that shit on
And I wear all my shit in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Uh, huh, yeah
Better recognize, mothaf*cka
Real suburban street gangsta shit, f*ck nigga
Ah, lame ass, f*ck ass nigga
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
What, oh, uh, uh
Dàesha G.O.AT - I like to Dress Lyrics
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English
Woooooooooahhh
Yeah, yeah
Dàesha G.O.AT
Remember the motherf*ckin' name
I really buck at a bitch
Just to see if that hoe flinch
Put my clip in my Glock
And then my bullets get revenged
Can't show no mercy to these bitches
Cause the G don't make friends
Big lone wolf
I done killed with these hands
I really dress
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Pull the bullet through his head
Talk to God and let the angels know
The send his ass to hell
Wit his family where they dead
Gone
I'm a street survivor
Don't bring a fist to no gunfight
See that there just ain't nice
See damn, they done lost a good night
Got my own castle
Bitch, I'm livin' up right
No time for toxic blood
Cause I only bleed when they get close
Toxic waste
I switched out some lines
With the dead for some better days
Bitches really hatin
Cause they hate how I live
Got a rapist for a husband
Now that's some way to live
Don't let me say how I feel
I'll put the line in the deal
I really say, I really say
Yeah, look, I really dressed
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Bitch, I said what I said
Tell me how you feel
If you really wanna step for something
Step all in the field
Got my bullets ready for you
They shootin' at your team
Put all the niggas down
They heven fit for a dream
Like tic, tac, paddy wag
Tell me how you fold
If you really wanna f*ck with me
Then I'ma have a 4
I can pull up with a 12
On me military too
Cause they know that I get down
And they just know what I do
I like to dress
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Put a bullet through his head
Talk to God and tell the angels
Send his ass straight to hell
Where he bout it
And anybody ever want smoke
They can solve it
Takin' all the problems
And this bitches ain't causin' what
It's givin' bad bitch
It's givin' savage
It's givin' classic
Elegant nasty
I know this ass sittin' fat
He ain't ready
Put this pussy on the card
Call it debit
Yeah
Uh, what
Uh, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
Ay, ay
Yeah, what
Go, go, go
I like to dress
Yes
They said that I'm the best
Put that shit on
And I wear all my shit in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Uh, huh, yeah
Better recognize, mothaf*cka
Real suburban street gangsta shit, f*ck nigga
Ah, lame ass, f*ck ass nigga
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
What, oh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Dàesha G.O.AT
Remember the motherf*ckin' name
I really buck at a bitch
Just to see if that hoe flinch
Put my clip in my Glock
And then my bullets get revenged
Can't show no mercy to these bitches
Cause the G don't make friends
Big lone wolf
I done killed with these hands
I really dress
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Pull the bullet through his head
Talk to God and let the angels know
The send his ass to hell
Wit his family where they dead
Gone
I'm a street survivor
Don't bring a fist to no gunfight
See that there just ain't nice
See damn, they done lost a good night
Got my own castle
Bitch, I'm livin' up right
No time for toxic blood
Cause I only bleed when they get close
Toxic waste
I switched out some lines
With the dead for some better days
Bitches really hatin
Cause they hate how I live
Got a rapist for a husband
Now that's some way to live
Don't let me say how I feel
I'll put the line in the deal
I really say, I really say
Yeah, look, I really dressed
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Bitch, I said what I said
Tell me how you feel
If you really wanna step for something
Step all in the field
Got my bullets ready for you
They shootin' at your team
Put all the niggas down
They heven fit for a dream
Like tic, tac, paddy wag
Tell me how you fold
If you really wanna f*ck with me
Then I'ma have a 4
I can pull up with a 12
On me military too
Cause they know that I get down
And they just know what I do
I like to dress
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Put a bullet through his head
Talk to God and tell the angels
Send his ass straight to hell
Where he bout it
And anybody ever want smoke
They can solve it
Takin' all the problems
And this bitches ain't causin' what
It's givin' bad bitch
It's givin' savage
It's givin' classic
Elegant nasty
I know this ass sittin' fat
He ain't ready
Put this pussy on the card
Call it debit
Yeah
Uh, what
Uh, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
Ay, ay
Yeah, what
Go, go, go
I like to dress
Yes
They said that I'm the best
Put that shit on
And I wear all my shit in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
And my right hand kinda crazy
Take a oath, kill the dead
Uh, huh, yeah
Better recognize, mothaf*cka
Real suburban street gangsta shit, f*ck nigga
Ah, lame ass, f*ck ass nigga
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
What, oh, uh, uh
Writer: Davease Alford
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid