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bklyn baby - dummy again lyrics

i’m going dummy again
this sh+t is fit for a king
it look like a guanlet these rocks on my wrist
ain’t get to the scene but i left wit ya b+tch
i be choosy on them hoes in the strip
real selective on the hoes that tip
nation gang know we all in this sh+t
won’t catch me slippin
or be stressing a b+tch
come again
you know that this money be coming in
i told c i got em i’m done em
i feel like biggie and pun and em
like i’m running with kobe and gunnin em
these women don’t treat me like one ah dem
they on me they want me to run to dem
but i be low up in the cut
i mind mines while i’m rolling it up
we ain’t never need for much
had to suffer on my own
got this paper all alone
all the places i done flown
look like connecting the dots
i’m bklyn but ma got us off ah the block
them n+ggas get money we run in the spot
we move swift can’t be making it hot

i’m cooking i’m stirring the pot
i’m the chef i’m the wrist and the rock
if i need me a hook i’m a just hit up dot
if i need me a flip i’m a hit up the block
it’s bklyn baby know i am for the top
but they give me p+ssy a lot
you b+tches used to try and push me a lot
they fans now wanna book me a lot

- bklyn baby lyrics

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