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big xoolie - dash lyrics

[hook]
imma do the dash in the new whip
you know how i’m movin’, we could make a movie
i can’t cuff a thot ‘cause she just a little groupie
b-tch i’m dripping gucci, b-tch i’m not no rookie
hop up out the truck with the diamonds looking juicy
your b-tch wanna use me, she wanna seduce me
ten toes down, you can never catch me snoozing
all these n-gg-s fruity, your b-tch wish she knew me

[verse 1]
shawty wanna hit my line
you could come through, we could p-ss the time
stars in the roof, look up at the sky
b-tches come through, they see how i’m living life
you could spend the night, but in the day imma have to take a flight
take a fight, we could go where you would like
f-ck a price, imma get you right
that’s just somethin’ light
blow a bag, spend it on a jag
or a porsche, engine in the back
9-11, like it’s an emergency
drop the top, like i’m doing surgery

[verse 2]
yeah your b-tch she trouble
imma run off with that pack and i ain’t gon’ fumble
hit a stain for a k then i make it double
louie v on my back, b-tch my drip is subtle
imma hit it then i’m gone, b-tch we ain’t gon’ cuddle
b-tch i keep a small circle somethin’ like a huddle
and my n-gg-s stay down, that’s why the money comin’
yeah i get the f-cking bag, got these b-tches suckin’
and these b-tches f-ckin’

- big xoolie lyrics

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