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410 - dangerous duo lyrics

[intro]
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[chorus: skengdo]
s-k-e-n-g-d-o, am, that’s a dangerous duo (dididi, dididi bow)
flavour packs send man pluto (uh)
this ain’t a game a like ludo (nah, it ain’t)
think ’bout the path we choose bro (think)
when you get locked, that’s you bro (that’s you)
skengdo and am, 4-1-0, you know that’s a dangerous duo (dididi, dididi)
s-k-e-n-g-d-o, am, that’s a dangerous duo (dididi, dididi bow)
flavour packs send man pluto (uh)
this ain’t a game a like ludo (ah man)
think ’bout the path we choose bro (think)
when you get locked, that’s you bro (that’s you)
skengdo and am, 4-1-0, you know that’s a dangerous duo (dididi, dididi bow)

[verse 1: skengdo]
why does a man act clueless when we back tools and we have to roof him? (dididi, dididi, why?)
them man wanna act stupid, arrow hit man, woulda thought i was cupid (pew, pew)
straight [?] on the m-way, there’s no doubt that my broski’s zooming
i beg man get me mad, you’re gonna see skeng just f-cking lose it (just lose it)
plenty of joints, i’ll use it, whack mans face like a d-mn piñata (whack it)
n0body best say nutta’, thought you was onto my f-cking brudda (huh?)
little man, don’t be clever, running your lips? see it rain, no weather
corn come large like heather, bro got protection, he’s wearing leather
don’t be talking all crud when you’re my son, you must be dumb (you must be)
green light hit with the thumb, crash it on man, leave man all numb (dididi, dididi bow)
shorty on me, she’s feeling the kid, she wants me to meet her mum (ah man)
baby, this thing weren’t serious, i just want jeet and ahve some fun (i do)
“baow, baow, baow”, that be the sound been leaving the gun
drum, too much smoke for my lung, the smoke you’ll get is when you get bun
plant mans face in the mud, thought you was on, must be dumb (you must be)
she calls me “a s-xy tugg”, she ain’t got time for another mug (dididi, dididi)

[verse 2: am]
while you was tryna prove your badness, i was out front tryna make it active
talking ’bout backing out drones on cameras, man get kweffed, he’s sh-tting his pampers (ugh)
just give me a wappers (bow, bow, bow)
my hoes ain’t nothing like santa’s, coming like gift-wrapped, nuttin’ ain’t tampered
back-back-back in the day man stepped in the rave with levi jeans and ashvilles (and ashvilles)
girls tryna laugh, won’t buss me a dance, now i’m pulling out weave and backstroke (i bruk it)
chat dem a chat, man back with the wap, man slap for the juice like tango (dudu bow)
but who’s tryna go to the rave when there’s drones in the rave anywhere man can go? (anywhere man can go)
tryna make it look normal (mm-mm), same way it’s not like that (like that)
when i jerked them tings from my man, he was tryna pot and fry man (fry man)
i can tell that they really don’t like man (they don’t), so i only stay with my gang (gang)
and it’s 4-1-0 with the circle, gimme that skrrt, i’ll nice man
and you really don’t know the pattern, i was with bro tryna make it happen
talk about numerous phones with trapping, man might pull up in hatton
she was tryna lotion, sorry, you bore me, now i’m in the house like corey (corey)
and this girl really tryna get h-rny, 22 going on 40 (forty)

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