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Dizzle Tha Hunndo - The Manhattan Project Lyrics



Dizzle Tha Hunndo - The Manhattan Project Lyrics




Runnin' out of pages in my passport Long range, shoot this bitch from ninty foot
Doin' every number on a dashboard Steppin' on these niggas like it's Smash Bros
Fabric that I'm cut from cost a few bunndles She searchin' for my G-spot, tell her keep
On down, you gettin' warmer What goes around comes around

My money spendin' block like karma Poppin' like some fish greese
Hotter than Nevada summers
I done ordered up some lesbians like a number nine combo
Make the chopper sound like a marching band snare drum

Playin' target practice with the Jack boys Flexing' horsepower on a new car
Shoppin' sprees, I ain't gotta swipe the same card
Got a bad black bitch like some changed oil
Drinkin' out the champagne bottle with a gas furnal

Smokin' off the world's largest bong with a butane burner
First place for the paper, jumpin' over hurdle to after hurdle yea
All my jewelry splashing like a deep water current
I stick and move, let's get it and go I get for cheap cause I buy it in bulk

You bitches be really be movin' too slow I got all these niggas tryna even the score
I put Hits out on my opps, got the game in the head lock
Stuntin' on em post game, gettin' brain at halftime
Mounin' cause her mouth warm, wonder what her spoused doin

The way I'm punchin' on the gas, you might think I'm Southpaw
Takin' hits from a backwood like a sparring partner
Shawty say no face, no case, therefore I call her Batwoman
I got this bitch backjumpin', got these bitches cat jumpin

Got my girl some brand new titties so she can hide the bag better
Running out of pages in my passport
Long range, shoot this bitch from ninety foot
Doin' every number on a dashboard

Steppin' on these niggas like it's Smash Bros
Frabric that I'm cut from, cost a few bundles she
Searchin' for my G-spot, told her keep goin' down
You gettin' warmer, what goes around, comes around

My money spinnin', block like karma
Poppin' like some fish grease, hotter than Nevada summers
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Runnin' out of pages in my passport Long range, shoot this bitch from ninty foot
Doin' every number on a dashboard Steppin' on these niggas like it's Smash Bros
Fabric that I'm cut from cost a few bunndles She searchin' for my G-spot, tell her keep
On down, you gettin' warmer What goes around comes around

My money spendin' block like karma Poppin' like some fish greese
Hotter than Nevada summers
I done ordered up some lesbians like a number nine combo
Make the chopper sound like a marching band snare drum

Playin' target practice with the Jack boys Flexing' horsepower on a new car
Shoppin' sprees, I ain't gotta swipe the same card
Got a bad black bitch like some changed oil
Drinkin' out the champagne bottle with a gas furnal

Smokin' off the world's largest bong with a butane burner
First place for the paper, jumpin' over hurdle to after hurdle yea
All my jewelry splashing like a deep water current
I stick and move, let's get it and go I get for cheap cause I buy it in bulk

You bitches be really be movin' too slow I got all these niggas tryna even the score
I put Hits out on my opps, got the game in the head lock
Stuntin' on em post game, gettin' brain at halftime
Mounin' cause her mouth warm, wonder what her spoused doin

The way I'm punchin' on the gas, you might think I'm Southpaw
Takin' hits from a backwood like a sparring partner
Shawty say no face, no case, therefore I call her Batwoman
I got this bitch backjumpin', got these bitches cat jumpin

Got my girl some brand new titties so she can hide the bag better
Running out of pages in my passport
Long range, shoot this bitch from ninety foot
Doin' every number on a dashboard

Steppin' on these niggas like it's Smash Bros
Frabric that I'm cut from, cost a few bundles she
Searchin' for my G-spot, told her keep goin' down
You gettin' warmer, what goes around, comes around

My money spinnin', block like karma
Poppin' like some fish grease, hotter than Nevada summers
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Writer: Darrick Selders Jr
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Performed By: Dizzle Tha Hunndo
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Darrick Selders Jr
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