DuoDie till I die
It's the DuoDie lifestyle
Killin niggas feel like Jeffery Dammer
Shit on you niggas break em toilets
Better call the plumber
My flow is hot, lyrics stupid like it's dumb and dumber
Got my girl's coochie smoking hot like it's f*cking summer
Lame niggas always hatin' and that's straight facts
It's night time with my dawgs, I don't f*ck with cats
You hoe ass nigga, you's a rodent? Nigga f*ck a rat
I might take your girl and let her hop all on my f*cking jack
Louis my shoe, can't relate nigga who is you?
We top boys in the game nigga that's the truth
Got the boys whole gang in the f*cking booth
When you hear this fire don't trip homie, tie your shoes
Hold up
All my Gs strapped up
All my bands stacked up
And all my fans lined up
Mix the codeine and the sprite
On the rocks my nigga, I got lean in my cup
Now a nigga wavy and a nigga Brazy and I ain't never fadin', ha!
DuoDie sizzling like some bacon, we racing, we paper chasing
You put your trust in someone that's when they gon do you wrong
I had no one to talk to so I put it in a song
Me and my brother clutching cutters straight from out the gutter
Say it all I never stutter climbing up the ladder
Money over matter money never mattered
But it gon get yo ass kicked and some blood splattered!
But f*ck that money to me is a small matter when I get it
I spend it then make a whole lotta
Lay low come to it man I'm the top shotta
And you ain't nun but a liar and a cockblocker
Fake kicks say you cop that shit at footlocker
I'm at the Lui store trying on a new sweater
Yeah it's that weather
It's just getting wetter
Whether or not I'll make it rain don't worry bout the weather
No you ain't gotta bother
I could do this forever now listen to my brother he got something to tell ya!
Hold up
All my Gs strapped up
All my bands stacked up
And all my fans lined up
Mix the codeine and the sprite
On the rocks my nigga, I got lean in my cup
Now a nigga wavy and a nigga Brazy and I ain't never fading, ha!
DuoDie sizzling like some bacon, we racin, we paper chasing
DuoDie - Still Trappin' Lyrics
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DuoDie till I die
It's the DuoDie lifestyle
Killin niggas feel like Jeffery Dammer
Shit on you niggas break em toilets
Better call the plumber
My flow is hot, lyrics stupid like it's dumb and dumber
Got my girl's coochie smoking hot like it's f*cking summer
Lame niggas always hatin' and that's straight facts
It's night time with my dawgs, I don't f*ck with cats
You hoe ass nigga, you's a rodent? Nigga f*ck a rat
I might take your girl and let her hop all on my f*cking jack
Louis my shoe, can't relate nigga who is you?
We top boys in the game nigga that's the truth
Got the boys whole gang in the f*cking booth
When you hear this fire don't trip homie, tie your shoes
Hold up
All my Gs strapped up
All my bands stacked up
And all my fans lined up
Mix the codeine and the sprite
On the rocks my nigga, I got lean in my cup
Now a nigga wavy and a nigga Brazy and I ain't never fadin', ha!
DuoDie sizzling like some bacon, we racing, we paper chasing
You put your trust in someone that's when they gon do you wrong
I had no one to talk to so I put it in a song
Me and my brother clutching cutters straight from out the gutter
Say it all I never stutter climbing up the ladder
Money over matter money never mattered
But it gon get yo ass kicked and some blood splattered!
But f*ck that money to me is a small matter when I get it
I spend it then make a whole lotta
Lay low come to it man I'm the top shotta
And you ain't nun but a liar and a cockblocker
Fake kicks say you cop that shit at footlocker
I'm at the Lui store trying on a new sweater
Yeah it's that weather
It's just getting wetter
Whether or not I'll make it rain don't worry bout the weather
No you ain't gotta bother
I could do this forever now listen to my brother he got something to tell ya!
Hold up
All my Gs strapped up
All my bands stacked up
And all my fans lined up
Mix the codeine and the sprite
On the rocks my nigga, I got lean in my cup
Now a nigga wavy and a nigga Brazy and I ain't never fading, ha!
DuoDie sizzling like some bacon, we racin, we paper chasing
It's the DuoDie lifestyle
Killin niggas feel like Jeffery Dammer
Shit on you niggas break em toilets
Better call the plumber
My flow is hot, lyrics stupid like it's dumb and dumber
Got my girl's coochie smoking hot like it's f*cking summer
Lame niggas always hatin' and that's straight facts
It's night time with my dawgs, I don't f*ck with cats
You hoe ass nigga, you's a rodent? Nigga f*ck a rat
I might take your girl and let her hop all on my f*cking jack
Louis my shoe, can't relate nigga who is you?
We top boys in the game nigga that's the truth
Got the boys whole gang in the f*cking booth
When you hear this fire don't trip homie, tie your shoes
Hold up
All my Gs strapped up
All my bands stacked up
And all my fans lined up
Mix the codeine and the sprite
On the rocks my nigga, I got lean in my cup
Now a nigga wavy and a nigga Brazy and I ain't never fadin', ha!
DuoDie sizzling like some bacon, we racing, we paper chasing
You put your trust in someone that's when they gon do you wrong
I had no one to talk to so I put it in a song
Me and my brother clutching cutters straight from out the gutter
Say it all I never stutter climbing up the ladder
Money over matter money never mattered
But it gon get yo ass kicked and some blood splattered!
But f*ck that money to me is a small matter when I get it
I spend it then make a whole lotta
Lay low come to it man I'm the top shotta
And you ain't nun but a liar and a cockblocker
Fake kicks say you cop that shit at footlocker
I'm at the Lui store trying on a new sweater
Yeah it's that weather
It's just getting wetter
Whether or not I'll make it rain don't worry bout the weather
No you ain't gotta bother
I could do this forever now listen to my brother he got something to tell ya!
Hold up
All my Gs strapped up
All my bands stacked up
And all my fans lined up
Mix the codeine and the sprite
On the rocks my nigga, I got lean in my cup
Now a nigga wavy and a nigga Brazy and I ain't never fading, ha!
DuoDie sizzling like some bacon, we racin, we paper chasing
Writer: Alvin Oguta, Wallace Rukwaro
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid