Huh, yeah
Look your nigga in the eyes
And tell that nigga he can't f*ck with Dee
Shippin' in some dookie packs
Then flip that shit 15 a G
This bitch tryna seduce
She must not know
She can't f*ck Dee for free
If you wanna lay with me
Then bitch you better pay the fee
1k just to make me skeet
5K, I'll put you to sleep
Feelin' like I'm Kaepernick
I got this lil' hoe on her knees
Now her nigga say it's beef
Keep askin' when he tryna meet
Up that pole, he hit the floor
I got this nigga beggin' please
Boom, boom, boom, bow
Nigga, how that chopper sound
He run up, I bet we walk him down
Put him in the ground
We run off when we hear a siren sound
Then smoke dope by the pound
Who gon' take care of your lil' daughter now
And walk her down that aisle
Nigga, one, two
You must thought that was your boo
Nigga, three, four
Already knew she was a ho
Nigga, five, six
Lil' hoe suckin' on his dick
Nigga, seven, eight
I love f*ckin' niggas, bae
Nigga, nine, ten
Bet not talk down on Dee again
F*cked around and got lit
Booked a room at the Ritz
Could've went motel and I still would've hit
She tell all her friends that Dee ain't shit
But the truth is she don't wanna share this dick
Finna stick dick deep in your back
I just wanna hit no strings attached
She say I'm a dog, I'm abusin' that cat
Can't raw, dog, know I keep me a hat
Whole gang like Serena, we bringin' in racks
Ain't doin' shit for Big Momma
Bitch, what you gon' do for Big Daddy
Huh
I say, what you gon' do for Big Daddy
Ain't finna trick just cause you a baddie
Just tryna f*ck, bitch, send me that addy
Huh
He talkin' shit and got hit with that Glock 9
Say he a gangster, but throwin' up both sides
And Big Dee in the streets like a stop sign
Huh
He talkin' shit and got hit with that Glock 9
Say he a gangster, but throwin' up both sides
And Big Dee in the streets like a stop sign
One, two, lil' nigga, is you cool
Nigga, three, four, finna kick down your door
Nigga, five, six, you better grab your stick
Nigga, seven, Big Dee do shit these niggas can't
Ha ha, yeah
On gang
On gang
On gang
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Huh, yeah
Look your nigga in the eyes
And tell that nigga he can't f*ck with Dee
Shippin' in some dookie packs
Then flip that shit 15 a G
This bitch tryna seduce
She must not know
She can't f*ck Dee for free
If you wanna lay with me
Then bitch you better pay the fee
1k just to make me skeet
5K, I'll put you to sleep
Feelin' like I'm Kaepernick
I got this lil' hoe on her knees
Now her nigga say it's beef
Keep askin' when he tryna meet
Up that pole, he hit the floor
I got this nigga beggin' please
Boom, boom, boom, bow
Nigga, how that chopper sound
He run up, I bet we walk him down
Put him in the ground
We run off when we hear a siren sound
Then smoke dope by the pound
Who gon' take care of your lil' daughter now
And walk her down that aisle
Nigga, one, two
You must thought that was your boo
Nigga, three, four
Already knew she was a ho
Nigga, five, six
Lil' hoe suckin' on his dick
Nigga, seven, eight
I love f*ckin' niggas, bae
Nigga, nine, ten
Bet not talk down on Dee again
F*cked around and got lit
Booked a room at the Ritz
Could've went motel and I still would've hit
She tell all her friends that Dee ain't shit
But the truth is she don't wanna share this dick
Finna stick dick deep in your back
I just wanna hit no strings attached
She say I'm a dog, I'm abusin' that cat
Can't raw, dog, know I keep me a hat
Whole gang like Serena, we bringin' in racks
Ain't doin' shit for Big Momma
Bitch, what you gon' do for Big Daddy
Huh
I say, what you gon' do for Big Daddy
Ain't finna trick just cause you a baddie
Just tryna f*ck, bitch, send me that addy
Huh
He talkin' shit and got hit with that Glock 9
Say he a gangster, but throwin' up both sides
And Big Dee in the streets like a stop sign
Huh
He talkin' shit and got hit with that Glock 9
Say he a gangster, but throwin' up both sides
And Big Dee in the streets like a stop sign
One, two, lil' nigga, is you cool
Nigga, three, four, finna kick down your door
Nigga, five, six, you better grab your stick
Nigga, seven, Big Dee do shit these niggas can't
Ha ha, yeah
On gang
On gang
On gang
Look your nigga in the eyes
And tell that nigga he can't f*ck with Dee
Shippin' in some dookie packs
Then flip that shit 15 a G
This bitch tryna seduce
She must not know
She can't f*ck Dee for free
If you wanna lay with me
Then bitch you better pay the fee
1k just to make me skeet
5K, I'll put you to sleep
Feelin' like I'm Kaepernick
I got this lil' hoe on her knees
Now her nigga say it's beef
Keep askin' when he tryna meet
Up that pole, he hit the floor
I got this nigga beggin' please
Boom, boom, boom, bow
Nigga, how that chopper sound
He run up, I bet we walk him down
Put him in the ground
We run off when we hear a siren sound
Then smoke dope by the pound
Who gon' take care of your lil' daughter now
And walk her down that aisle
Nigga, one, two
You must thought that was your boo
Nigga, three, four
Already knew she was a ho
Nigga, five, six
Lil' hoe suckin' on his dick
Nigga, seven, eight
I love f*ckin' niggas, bae
Nigga, nine, ten
Bet not talk down on Dee again
F*cked around and got lit
Booked a room at the Ritz
Could've went motel and I still would've hit
She tell all her friends that Dee ain't shit
But the truth is she don't wanna share this dick
Finna stick dick deep in your back
I just wanna hit no strings attached
She say I'm a dog, I'm abusin' that cat
Can't raw, dog, know I keep me a hat
Whole gang like Serena, we bringin' in racks
Ain't doin' shit for Big Momma
Bitch, what you gon' do for Big Daddy
Huh
I say, what you gon' do for Big Daddy
Ain't finna trick just cause you a baddie
Just tryna f*ck, bitch, send me that addy
Huh
He talkin' shit and got hit with that Glock 9
Say he a gangster, but throwin' up both sides
And Big Dee in the streets like a stop sign
Huh
He talkin' shit and got hit with that Glock 9
Say he a gangster, but throwin' up both sides
And Big Dee in the streets like a stop sign
One, two, lil' nigga, is you cool
Nigga, three, four, finna kick down your door
Nigga, five, six, you better grab your stick
Nigga, seven, Big Dee do shit these niggas can't
Ha ha, yeah
On gang
On gang
On gang
Writer: DaJon Debose
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