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Dusse Bigalow - No Dayz Off Lyrics



Dusse Bigalow - No Dayz Off Lyrics




Wake up in the morning and I get straight to it
Throw on some old school, contours real groovy
Fresh up out the shower now I feel so clean
Had to hit the store before I chase this green
Pack of backwoods n a fresh black tee
All u niggas say you grinding, need to get like me
I ain't slept in three days tryna chase this dream
And she been trapping three ways tryna bring me cheese
I'm macking with ease
Lil baby if you like it I love it
We can go across the state while we chasing this money
Staying true to hustle never stressing of honey
Not no love me, wanna leave
Go ahead cause I'm thuggin'
In the trenches, flipping pack
Trap phone humming
Had to go n get the bag
Wasting time, I was buggin'
Now this niggas see me shining
I know they hate how I coming
Plus they lady sucking balls
Said I'm the one that she wanting
Damn

Now I'm back on the block like who want it
Chillin at the spot, selling pot
Puffing on a Mary Juan cig
All I really want is the hunnids
But I'm taking every sale cause a nigga gotta get the funds bitch
This shit for future not for fun bitch
Gotta get it rite for my daughters and my sons shit
Posted at the shop
Just tryna make this bud flip
Ain't gettin' no sleep
No breaks in the drug biz
Gotta move it quick
Stay focused
F*ck that dumb shit
Knocks on my line tryna cop in abundance
Meet me in the bay right off of the 4 then
Gotta another text
The bitch hit for like 4 bands

"Like for real this shit don't stop
I be up at top of the top
Bending corners checking guap
Head on the swivel watching for the cops"
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Wake up in the morning and I get straight to it
Throw on some old school, contours real groovy
Fresh up out the shower now I feel so clean
Had to hit the store before I chase this green
Pack of backwoods n a fresh black tee
All u niggas say you grinding, need to get like me
I ain't slept in three days tryna chase this dream
And she been trapping three ways tryna bring me cheese
I'm macking with ease
Lil baby if you like it I love it
We can go across the state while we chasing this money
Staying true to hustle never stressing of honey
Not no love me, wanna leave
Go ahead cause I'm thuggin'
In the trenches, flipping pack
Trap phone humming
Had to go n get the bag
Wasting time, I was buggin'
Now this niggas see me shining
I know they hate how I coming
Plus they lady sucking balls
Said I'm the one that she wanting
Damn

Now I'm back on the block like who want it
Chillin at the spot, selling pot
Puffing on a Mary Juan cig
All I really want is the hunnids
But I'm taking every sale cause a nigga gotta get the funds bitch
This shit for future not for fun bitch
Gotta get it rite for my daughters and my sons shit
Posted at the shop
Just tryna make this bud flip
Ain't gettin' no sleep
No breaks in the drug biz
Gotta move it quick
Stay focused
F*ck that dumb shit
Knocks on my line tryna cop in abundance
Meet me in the bay right off of the 4 then
Gotta another text
The bitch hit for like 4 bands

"Like for real this shit don't stop
I be up at top of the top
Bending corners checking guap
Head on the swivel watching for the cops"
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Writer: Armon Phanor
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Dusse Bigalow - No Dayz Off Video
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Performed By: Dusse Bigalow
Language: English
Length: 1:56
Written by: Armon Phanor

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