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42 dugg - one time lyrics

[intro]
look out veno
step on it
sh+t on me, ten links on, probably a mill’ on me
veno gon’ cook up, he mix the ingredients
pull up, curtains down on a maybach, n+ggas hate that
suitcase full of eight straps, i used to take straps

[chorus]
they say that n+gga ain’t rat, well, where that case at?
half of these n+ggas ain’t that, they just can make rap
in public with a fully loaded, some sh+t can get you boated
if you ain’t tryna k!ll some, then why the f+ck you totin’?
now a lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote me
she love that i don’t give a f+ck, that’s why i keep her close
you don’t wanna war with me, i got too many soldiers
quit screamin’ “dugg, you spoil me”, before i bend you over
i’m eatin’ off of royalties, they know my sh+t cold
one time for the real n+ggas who ain’t never told

[verse]
jump back down, b+tch, we off that clown sh+t
skinny brown petite thing, want me to pound sh+t
everything true blue, when i’m in town, b+tch
still yellin’ “r.i.p. scoot” i really miss you
cutty on some new shoes, fiberglass dugg
draggin’ down wilshere, i’m all in spazz hood
i ain’t gotta check sh+t, i know that bag good
raise your hand if you a b+tch, that’s what she had dugg
shoutout to my last wood, come get your ass whooped
everything fast too, shoutout my last two
still holdin’ for the h, i wish we had drew
i’m still holdin’ for the g, i wish we had wild
still holdin’ for the hawks, i’m in my bag now
them poles used to k!ll sixes, they k!llin’ fives now
quit tellin’ n+ggas i been trippin’, i’m on my ps and qs
dre keep fallin’ asleep on me, i think he need some juice
say i don’t need no auto tune, just bring me all the blues
young and turnt the label, n+gga, that sh+t that’s comin’ soon
how you think you made it, n+gga? like you can f+ck with me
val, tameka and shanique, they got a truck a piece
lou, your nephew gettin’ big and you got another niece
they don’t know that sh+t you did, f+ck that n+gga, rest in peace
just got word that youngin’ in there with a thug
i put five on him, but they gon’ do it on the love
ten secure packs, a whole gallon of some spud
that’s a tip, n+gga, you lil’ b+tch, n+gga
[chorus]
they say that n+gga ain’t rat, well, where that case at?
half of these n+ggas ain’t that, they just can make rap
in public with a fully loaded, some sh+t can get you boated
if you ain’t tryna k!ll some, then why the f+ck you totin’?
now a lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote me
she love that i don’t give a f+ck, that’s why i keep her close
you don’t wanna war with me, i got too many soldiers
quit screamin’ “dugg, you spoil me”, before i bend you over
i’m eatin’ off of royalties, they know my sh+t cold
one time for the real n+ggas who ain’t never told

- 42 dugg lyrics

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