ac - dutchmaster lyrics
im a dutch master yo f-ck a philly
yea my swagger nicey like a hundred dolla billy
talent on the team mj scottie pippen
on the potti workin on my writens gotti hittin
spittin sick sh-t like a dip in my lip
my piffs so strong its makin my heart skip
beat drop kicken hook hittin like a hammea
b-tches on my d-ck because i got great grammar
when i ball im money call me brad pitt
i be drop hot sh-t like i forgot to wear an oven mitt
its a tall order even on ya tippy toes
extra high and trippy yo yea i call that hippy mode
spit dirty like a f-cking port a jon
i be smokin more gr-ss than ya front lawn
f-ck a date ill take ur mom to the prom
keep on keepin calm,im blowin up na palm
molatov coaktail goin doin the hatch
cause i llike spittin flames where da f-ckin matches at
dont pop molly i only ollie pop
got ya b-tch l!ckin on my —- like a lolly pop
i been winnin like the heat take a seat
spit heat and eat beats like a piece of meat
ny till i die like yogi berra
fitted mets cap home blue new era
mf doom jay dee lord finesse
smoke sess bench press got no stress
nothing beats a blunt and a brownie for breakfast
icey cold sh-t from the necklace to my left wrist
no manners eatin nanners in the lunch room
womb till the tomb i be flowin like zume flume
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