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cassidy – dutchie lyrics

chorus: (x2)
straight a in my pocket
afghan in my dutchie
these real n-gg-s they love me
these bad b-tches wanna f-ck me
i need a model in my… smoking like a boss
i was grinding he was hating
that’s why he fell off!

oj in my… cold d in my…
my first deal six figures
plus some bottles went…
white girl to get…
i got these hating n-gg-s so bitter
i’m at you n-gg-s like…
slow man my name is!

straight a in my pocket
… bring some big sh-t
… while i go…
making million talking the street sh-t
real head like tissue
park up on that weed sh-t
push the world on g sh-t
bad b-tch she’s loving me
the real n-gg-s she’s riding
we’re hundred bills…
my young b-lls get it rapping
she wrapped all my white cup…
west side will get here
wish these things will act up!

chorus:
straight a in my pocket
afghan in my dutchie
these real n-gg-s they love me
these bad b-tches wanna f-ck me
i need a model in my… smoking like a boss
i was grinding he was hating
that’s why he fell off!

… that og that’s the killer
… that’s my n-gg-r and dope deals on twitter
shawty love me when i’m with her
got the… in the sh-tter
has he heard i had a sister
mother f-ckers get the b-tch!

i sell them big bricks, they sell low…
cheese… i get cheese like it’s…
i’m a og, go at your own…
i lost a lot of weight, fat jo
but i ain’t talking body weight, i’m talking coco
sit by me, my hood car is double platin
mrs. shooter, aka i make it happen!

4, 4 automatic, saw what my…
f-ck a couple…
all you n-gg-rs choke with that…
got a dj setting my fabric
the encyclopedia i gotta have it
got a black… on that change… won’t be no static
n-gg- what, what, don’t give a f-ck
put ’em downn back at the cemetery…
… in a bad… wanna f-ck
gotta keep a n-gg-r on streets
your bullet trying to end a n-gg- up
what’s up? we talk… old spots
… where i can be c town
mother f-ckers get the beat down
put the mother f-cker feet down
i gotta put a f-cker beast down
get the mike down is all…

my eyes drift like…
i stash some bread in that mattress
… in that casket
i’m getting real when i crack flick
cause i’m a dug seller
but you’re a h-ll… of distraction
don’t put all the bread in my basket.
… i split your head if i clap it
no infra-red, but i’mma hit your head
when i split the legs cause i’m accurate
i clap it then you shot, i shoot you up like flu shots
i slaughter you all for that…
did you rap for that…
rest in peace for the 2pac these dudes try to be the new…
like they are, but… took few more shots than 2pac
fill the cup up, i’m drunk, but i’m about to rule the sconc up
plus i get change, big chain, that plac on my back…
get beta down if you jump up
get air… you get pumped up
put your -ss… you get g-sses up
don’t make me open the trunk up!
… like what’s up with the what’s up?
he was like your last… save the sh-t with the chest in!

- cassidy lyrics

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