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Dodey Pangea - CANARY (feat. Fatboyshaun) Lyrics



Dodey Pangea - CANARY (feat. Fatboyshaun) Lyrics
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I could really turn them to believers, I overachievers
Wanna rap beef, my takeovers, is all ethers
Listen, uh, heat check like the cold missing
Niggas snitching, feel the code missing
We crashed out, new collision
Bang, bang, round the clock, home again, new edition
Editorial slang, can't be taught to you
I'm peezin, guess I'm born to do sha bingin
Left em on the news, hazy
Got her smellin' like Juicy and rockin' Jimmy Choo's
I put the ooowop in the tote, the bag, I turned her to a shooter
Negro, spiritual flows, the sounds a doozy
Got em movin serani, skip to my Luu-in
Da rocket stacked
Where the boot is, lil dodey
I'm laughing to the bank, mistake me for a buddha
They try and challenge the vision, I told them just watch me do it
Volveezy, I really sold it
Investments I couldn't blow it, cream of the crop
The head of the table, I'm Father Coleman, I gave him advice
Just kill yourself if you my opponent
Is it fate, or is it destiny
Either way, I control it
Haze, haze, haze, haze, haze
It's a f*ckin' mac truck
Yeah, the great Vatski, I'm Leo Clean
Don't ask if the money clean, just know the money green
Green beam on the blitzer, we don't roll za in da Swisher
Tell the waiters stay on standby, cause I'm the big tipper, yeah
Stars in the ceiling, call my whip the big dipper
Sipping on a cold brew, plotting on how to get richer
Make one phone call, mother Mary better come and kiss ya
It wouldn't really be profitable for me to diss ya, yeah
My statements say ten bands a week, italian cutlery
My fragrance luxury, dressed in salmon with the mustard see
To teach a nigga game, I need a buster fee
When we played your shit, the bitches screamed, who the f*ck is he
I run this rap shit like I'm on a Peloton
Ten plus years, it's been a motherf*ckin' marathon
So when the label's offer on, I just tell them carry on
Batting average, way too high, it's the light-skinned Barry Bonds
Bitch, yeah
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I could really turn them to believers, I overachievers
Wanna rap beef, my takeovers, is all ethers
Listen, uh, heat check like the cold missing
Niggas snitching, feel the code missing
We crashed out, new collision
Bang, bang, round the clock, home again, new edition
Editorial slang, can't be taught to you
I'm peezin, guess I'm born to do sha bingin
Left em on the news, hazy
Got her smellin' like Juicy and rockin' Jimmy Choo's
I put the ooowop in the tote, the bag, I turned her to a shooter
Negro, spiritual flows, the sounds a doozy
Got em movin serani, skip to my Luu-in
Da rocket stacked
Where the boot is, lil dodey
I'm laughing to the bank, mistake me for a buddha
They try and challenge the vision, I told them just watch me do it
Volveezy, I really sold it
Investments I couldn't blow it, cream of the crop
The head of the table, I'm Father Coleman, I gave him advice
Just kill yourself if you my opponent
Is it fate, or is it destiny
Either way, I control it
Haze, haze, haze, haze, haze
It's a f*ckin' mac truck
Yeah, the great Vatski, I'm Leo Clean
Don't ask if the money clean, just know the money green
Green beam on the blitzer, we don't roll za in da Swisher
Tell the waiters stay on standby, cause I'm the big tipper, yeah
Stars in the ceiling, call my whip the big dipper
Sipping on a cold brew, plotting on how to get richer
Make one phone call, mother Mary better come and kiss ya
It wouldn't really be profitable for me to diss ya, yeah
My statements say ten bands a week, italian cutlery
My fragrance luxury, dressed in salmon with the mustard see
To teach a nigga game, I need a buster fee
When we played your shit, the bitches screamed, who the f*ck is he
I run this rap shit like I'm on a Peloton
Ten plus years, it's been a motherf*ckin' marathon
So when the label's offer on, I just tell them carry on
Batting average, way too high, it's the light-skinned Barry Bonds
Bitch, yeah
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Writer: Demetrius Coleman
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Performed By: Dodey Pangea
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Demetrius Coleman

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