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Siypen - Dusse Lyrics



Siypen - Dusse Lyrics




Bitch, I'm drinkin' Dusse
Ain't no Kool-Aid
Man, these niggas hoe played
Yeah, pull up, we gon' shoot, ay

Yeah, I pull up with the crew, ay
Feel like Kanye
You ain't make , no racks today
Bitch, it pour down and you know it rain

Bitch, I through the shots, you don't know the aim
Youn wanna tip hoe I buy you
I been shittin' on these niggas since 02
Braggin' on the head, I been geekin' on my meds

Yeah, dusse, dusse
Yeah, bitch, another play
Pussy niggas fed with the shit, oh no
Southside shit, we be f*ckin' on yo hoe

Bitch, white shit, gotta master on your bro
YSL on this shit, YSL on this shit
Sayin' all the bad shit, now you not a fan, now
Tryna keep my pants up, now you know I'm rich, now

F*ck all the sayin' shit, bitch, you know we got rounds
Man niggas gay they'll walk with their hands down
Put you in a safe, now you locked with the bread, now
Bitch, I'm chill now, bitch, I'm chill now

Dat li ho wanna meet in Miami
She ain't got no clothes on, bitch, ah double whammy
F*ck that, turn the phone off
Yeah, bitch, you not alone

Yeah, bitch, you not alone
Bitch, you not alone
Yeah, bitch, you not alone
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Bitch, I'm drinkin' Dusse
Ain't no Kool-Aid
Man, these niggas hoe played
Yeah, pull up, we gon' shoot, ay

Yeah, I pull up with the crew, ay
Feel like Kanye
You ain't make , no racks today
Bitch, it pour down and you know it rain

Bitch, I through the shots, you don't know the aim
Youn wanna tip hoe I buy you
I been shittin' on these niggas since 02
Braggin' on the head, I been geekin' on my meds

Yeah, dusse, dusse
Yeah, bitch, another play
Pussy niggas fed with the shit, oh no
Southside shit, we be f*ckin' on yo hoe

Bitch, white shit, gotta master on your bro
YSL on this shit, YSL on this shit
Sayin' all the bad shit, now you not a fan, now
Tryna keep my pants up, now you know I'm rich, now

F*ck all the sayin' shit, bitch, you know we got rounds
Man niggas gay they'll walk with their hands down
Put you in a safe, now you locked with the bread, now
Bitch, I'm chill now, bitch, I'm chill now

Dat li ho wanna meet in Miami
She ain't got no clothes on, bitch, ah double whammy
F*ck that, turn the phone off
Yeah, bitch, you not alone

Yeah, bitch, you not alone
Bitch, you not alone
Yeah, bitch, you not alone
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Writer: Trinity Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Siypen
Language: English
Length: 1:25
Written by: Trinity Jones

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