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Dusse (feat. Kloverfield, Lil Spliffy & Siddhartha) Video (MV)






Lanii - Dusse (feat. Kloverfield, Lil Spliffy & Siddhartha) Lyrics




Call up the 60s
'Cause I got the pack and the D'usse
Chop jacc we run trap like we Usain
I made it back doubled that in like two days
You don't push math that is fool's play
I see the hoe in your eyes
I see your bitch and her thighs
I just got to get inside want take her on a ride

Today was a good day had to switch the environment tired of feeling like the fireman
All this pack got me traveling
Been down now Im up and I smile again
Back to the basics moving loud in the lobby
Spanish mami call me papi
But I don't know whats the truth she's in love with the soup and I got that Ramen though
Bad lil asian shorty and she call me Naruto
Trash when it comes to the love
Pro when it come to the bucks
Everyday I feel stuck
Rolling loud off the buzz
Maserati no taking the bus
That was my dream but you took away trust
I forgot, yeah, how to love

That grabba be kickin karate I'm sippin on sakè
I beat on that beat like that shit gave me problems
That's word to my papi my pockets get ocky the more I get profit the more I get sloppy
But I rock like flintstone
My gas on loud and ya shits on tip toe
Get sparked like a zippo
Late night shit get popped like a bento

Call up the 60s
'Cause I got the pack and the D'usse
Chop jacc we run trap like we Usain
I made it back doubled that in like two days
You don't push math that is fool's play
I see the hoe in your eyes
I see your bitch and her thighs
I just got to get inside want take her on a ride

Quick scope in my optics can't stop this
Lil nigga wrote him a plot twist so pockets
Hit swole even tho cops they try to lock him
Chasing for the top cause his pops he never liked him it drives him
Do it for mom do it for self
He Do it for the love of money do it for wealth
He do it cause his brother working hard he gotta help
Chasing for better couldn't sever the pressure put on himself
What he do? Cop pack. Move in a hurry
Uncertainty of currency got him worried
Chicken curry and a 40 be the medicine
Sinning 4 da winnings he pay price for the benjamins
Knowin one day it could all fall through
But what you spose to do when you chasin after the loot?
In the back of his mind it sits as he gets it in
Cause failure is nothing for his mother and brethren

Talk it I get it this tooka been movin' it's lucrative buisness
Ya mans talkin' hot so we scoopin' his bitches and leavin' them all with the soup in they giblets
He's stupid and livid
So what do you do for the chicken
Said we finna come up in a big way
Cuz my plug just got a hunnid packs and he swinging me like five of them shits for like 6k
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Call up the 60s
'Cause I got the pack and the D'usse
Chop jacc we run trap like we Usain
I made it back doubled that in like two days
You don't push math that is fool's play
I see the hoe in your eyes
I see your bitch and her thighs
I just got to get inside want take her on a ride

Today was a good day had to switch the environment tired of feeling like the fireman
All this pack got me traveling
Been down now Im up and I smile again
Back to the basics moving loud in the lobby
Spanish mami call me papi
But I don't know whats the truth she's in love with the soup and I got that Ramen though
Bad lil asian shorty and she call me Naruto
Trash when it comes to the love
Pro when it come to the bucks
Everyday I feel stuck
Rolling loud off the buzz
Maserati no taking the bus
That was my dream but you took away trust
I forgot, yeah, how to love

That grabba be kickin karate I'm sippin on sakè
I beat on that beat like that shit gave me problems
That's word to my papi my pockets get ocky the more I get profit the more I get sloppy
But I rock like flintstone
My gas on loud and ya shits on tip toe
Get sparked like a zippo
Late night shit get popped like a bento

Call up the 60s
'Cause I got the pack and the D'usse
Chop jacc we run trap like we Usain
I made it back doubled that in like two days
You don't push math that is fool's play
I see the hoe in your eyes
I see your bitch and her thighs
I just got to get inside want take her on a ride

Quick scope in my optics can't stop this
Lil nigga wrote him a plot twist so pockets
Hit swole even tho cops they try to lock him
Chasing for the top cause his pops he never liked him it drives him
Do it for mom do it for self
He Do it for the love of money do it for wealth
He do it cause his brother working hard he gotta help
Chasing for better couldn't sever the pressure put on himself
What he do? Cop pack. Move in a hurry
Uncertainty of currency got him worried
Chicken curry and a 40 be the medicine
Sinning 4 da winnings he pay price for the benjamins
Knowin one day it could all fall through
But what you spose to do when you chasin after the loot?
In the back of his mind it sits as he gets it in
Cause failure is nothing for his mother and brethren

Talk it I get it this tooka been movin' it's lucrative buisness
Ya mans talkin' hot so we scoopin' his bitches and leavin' them all with the soup in they giblets
He's stupid and livid
So what do you do for the chicken
Said we finna come up in a big way
Cuz my plug just got a hunnid packs and he swinging me like five of them shits for like 6k
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Writer: Aaron Veal, Hassan Fields, Jackson Shane, Jelani Joseph, Roman Tierney
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