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d mair - my shit lyrics

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this is dj donny d on the ones and twos
here at wdub with a hot one fresh off the press
an artist by the name of d mair

with a song called that′s my sh+t

d+mn son, where’d you find this
aye, that′s my sh+t, turn it up a little bit
let me get it in, god d+mn that beat slap
make me want to tell a friend

can’t wait till they play it on the radio again
uh, aye, that’s my sh+t, turn it up a little bit
let me get it in, god d+mn that beat slap
make me want to tell a friend

can′t wait till they play it on the radio again
the time is 420, i′m chiefin’, no mahommes
your girl love my scent, but it′s really pheromones
tell that girl slow her roll, i ain’t the one she really want

she want me in her jeans, i ain′t talkin’ chromosomes
look, i′m just tryna ball like a head that’s over combed
tell them hoes i’m out of reach like a ball that′s overthrown
cut from a different cloth, then, my sh+t got oversewn

flow′s got em sayin’ wow, but my name ain′t post malone
i ain’t even rappin′, man, i’m just flowin′ poems
while you cowards in the back hidin’ hands but throwin’ stones
i come from a different place, seen so many wrongs

have you slappin′ on your face like that kid from home alone
i′m used to it, catch me rollin’ on in my zone
i′m in love with this rap sh+t, i feel it in my bones
higher than a drone when i come around

real n+gga put it down around me, you will not notice clones
real sh+t what we on, aye, that’s my sh+t
turn it up a little bit, let me get it in
godd+mn, that beat slap, make me wanna tell a friend

can′t wait till they play it on the radio again
uh, yeah, that’s my sh+t
turn it up a little bit, let me get it in
godd+mn, that beat slap, make me wanna tell a friend

can′t wait till they play it on the radio again
look, i said it before
i kept it real ever since i came through the door
i can’t help it, i’m the one that the ladies adore

had these n+ggas tryna jump me and i ain′t even know em
i ain′t stressin’ but i learned my lesson
you can never trust a trick, that′s without a question
listen to me, i’m a player n+gga, i know better

these hoes′ll have you stressed like balenciaga sweaters
i’m bout my lettuce and by any means i need to get it
credit or debit n+gga, i keep it on the pivot
stuff my jeans with the greens till i bust the rivets

a little bit of an exaggeration, but you get it
fitted with the finest ensemble, rockin′ italian denim
my style was acquitted, but i was guilty of livin
i’m like kyrie, there’s no holdin′ me, you need to forget it

nothin′ fresher since deodorant, made by mennon
i’m on some real sh+t, ayy, that′s my sh+t
turn it up a little bit, let me get it in
godd+mn, that beat slap, make me wanna tell a friend

can’t wait till they play it on the radio again
uh, yeah, ayy, that′s my sh+t
turn it up a little bit, let me get it in
godd+mn, that beat slap, make me wanna tell a friend

can’t wait till they play it on the radio again
thanks for watching

- d mair lyrics

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