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almightyx - 95' donk lyrics

[verse 1]
big almighty count big bands in the old school ’90 donk, imma real big n+gga imma do my walk
pull up n+gga monc b+tch pass me the chop, whole team whole squad rock a big ass monc
13178 i taught, you a b+tch n+gga you a f+ck n+gga get lost
count big bands n+gga i’m my own boss, pull up inna royce and i call it rolls
i be chompin’, and rockin’, and donkin’ this b+tch, young n+ggas in my hood runnin’ this sh+t
ceo sh+t and the n+gga be mitch, p+ssy ass n+gga you left inna ditch
all of my n+ggas they tryna be rich, i got a lil research i heard you a snitch
walk inna b+tch why this sh+t smell like fish, pull up inna foreign in hittin’ da gas
chop, chop ain’t never seen nun, pull up inna gt or one of them tourins
been up on the road way too long it’s borin’, package came in package from st. lawrence
ridin’ round in the hemi so i steady gotta floor it, issa old school b+tch and her name called lauren
iced out everywhere and my neck steady glowin’, old ass grandmama steady just sewin’
nascar, fast car ain’t never seen a young n+gga come thru inna hood ridin’ a jaguar
hit da gas a lil faster, too hard n+gga crashed up
205 n+gga gassed up, ain’t never seen a young n+gga tried us
what you gone do when yo n+ggas ain’t real no mo, ridin’ wit my dawg got the game on go
car key to my jag lil momma h+ll no, old school chevy sit it on 24’s
wake up inna mornin’ look out da window, and my young n+ggas wit’ me they young rambos
n+gga arguin’ bout a b+tch and the b+tch be a hoe, shout out to my grandma she ain’t never say no

[chorus]
big bands inna 95′ donk, lil momma get bands pay rent every month
got everything lil n+gga tell me what you want, candy coated yellow thang n+gga i stunt
got everything lil n+gga look up inna trunk, hope he forgive me but the ship done sunk
old school n+ggas them n+ggas was funk, got a old ass chevy and a old ass donk
imma real young n+gga i got big bands (count up!), cruisin’ down the interstate i steady hit tha gas (hit the gas!)
i got the whole game on lock i cannot try that (naw!), i’m goin’ hard in my verses i can’t come last (naw!, naw!)
[verse 2]
need my right hand man imma call lontay, cut off a lotta n+ggas these n+ggas was fake
imma real big n+gga these n+ggas can’t take, he done cleaned his sh+t now he gotta clean slate
cut these n+ggas they was eatin’ my plate, pull up red light now these n+ggas tryna race
big kiyy my dawg give the n+gga his bands, she a classy ass b+tch pull up c+class
ain’t had sh+t i was down bad, i been a real n+gga they ain’t seen that
lil b+tch got f+cked now the n+gga mad, ain’t open no doors i ain’t yo lad
who did it lil n+gga i ain’t did that, got so many b+tches big almighty chad
i’m proud young n+gga i’m real glad, hit the gas lil n+gga i move fast
big momma ask me where i get them bands from, got big bands like a n+gga ask for a ransom
got a lil b+tch dancin’ like she a steady dancer, ridin’ round thru town young n+ggas ain’t passed us
ridin’ round inna charger and the engine be fried up, seat layed back and reclined up
go too hard so i’m all up, dirt gang bird so i’m flied up

- almightyx lyrics

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