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brian abell - dummy lyrics

[intro]
d+mn!
this sh+t’s some gas!

[hook] (x2)
man, this sh+t is some dummy
break it down, man, that sh+t h+lla gummy
deceased: got me sleep like a mummy
sativa: got me hoppin’ like a bunny
nasty b+tch, i’mma put it in her tummy
want a front? them words sound bummy
smack a dab, man, i’m smokin’ on that honey
you my brother but you actin’ kinda funny

[verse]
front you a sack, i’m collectin’ my dues
finessin’ my racks so i’m comin’ for you
you got n+ggas that rat, i got n+ggas that shoot
i wear that red and my brothers wear blue
they claimin’ the c’s and i’m claimin’ the b
got your girl on her knees suckin’ pleasurin’ me
l!ckin’ and slobbin’, she (?)
suck and she swallow, i dab in+between
bust in her mouth, it be thicker than cream
you crossed a line so i’m cutting your string
fiending for dab and they fiending for green
ciroc before bed got me drunk up in my dreams
brother been snitchin’, that’s a (?)
hit my first l!ck, i was only 13
took my first hit, i was blessed to be king
i’m a young black n+gga and i’m living my dreams
i’m a young black brother and you know i’m from the streets, streets
packin’ heat and you know i’m tryina eat, eat
you n+ggas food and i’m finna have a feast, feast
i’m at the stove and i’m cookin’ with some heat, heat
i got a glock and i ain’t spraying at your feet
tell all my haters “rest in peace.”
the murders that i peep
the secrets that i keep
& when i sell some weed, sh+t is so discrete
heard you need a bag so where you tryina meet?
drivin’ down the street, passenger seat
n+gga got mad now a n+gga want beef
i’m packin’ heat, it’s pointed at your t++th
when i pull the trigger… now the n+gga can’t speak
i’ma roll a blunt and i’ma dip it in some kief
daytona beach then the coral reef
we gon bring the ocean right to the f+ckin’ sheets
[hook] (x1)
man, this sh+t is some dummy
break it down, man, that sh+t h+lla gummy
deceased: got me sleep like a mummy
sativa: got me hoppin’ like a bunny
nasty b+tch, i’mma put it in her tummy
want a front? them words sound bummy
smack a dab, man, i’m smokin’ on that honey
you my brother but you actin’ kinda funny

[outro] (x2)
why you actin’ kinda funny?
i see you actin’ kinda funny
i’m not no dummy

- brian abell lyrics

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