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d-vo - bad decisions lyrics

[intro]
(dvo)

i don’t gotta mow my lawn anymore, my b-tches do it for me!

they wild n’!

im on tv!

yuh, aye!

[verse 1]
(dvo)

pull up to the red light on a red bike
with a bud light, dui, but it feel right
better hang tight and i feel nice
cause i feel like a one of a kind on my life!
i’m fine with a five out of five
i sign when a guy wanna lie
but if i gotta fight one of mine
i’m ahead of my time and i gotta rewind cause i’m out of my mind never said i was fine

sittin’ at the kick back, take a tab like a tic-tac, take another five then my brain lack
gonna have to face that i’m gonna get stabbed in the back and i’ll snap ya like a kit kat
finna be mad when ya slapped with a bat
matter of fact yo lip fat and get capped with a strap like a mac or a gat
put your body in the back of a cadillac, dvo coming at ya like a lumberjack

it’s a plan of attack, matter fact get a mac
run it back like a lap on a track with the black
and a man gotta mack on a b-tch with a rack
got my tag on a plaque and the back of an -ss
put a rack in a sack, keep a stack in a shack
and i’m mad when a cat wanna quack off a tab
quarterback get sack when he laugh off the pack
headin’ back get the mac, and the sack, and the pack

[verse 2]
(angry god)

run up on a n-gga with the tech n9ne
run up on a n-gga put a hole in your neck
lma turn that n-gga to a ghost
i ain’t peaked yet, but i’m getting real close
running chopper screaming, demons singing a cappella
make it rain blood n-gga need an umbrella
(dvo) but i!
wet
(dvo) but i!
wet
scoping call of duty, we get tactical, that’s protocol
and you get dominated, demolition n-gga first of all
you can come get it b-tch get on your knees
you can pick out and get sniped through the trees
and we finna blow with the leaves in the breeze
me and dvo came through spreading like disease

[chorus]
(angry god)

filthy hoe
filthy bands ima clean them up
filthy hoe
filthy bands ima clean them up
filthy hoe
filthy bands ima clean them up
filthy hoe
angrygod you f-cking know

[verse 3]
(dvo)

better get a breathing apparatus gonna catch em’ lackin
pull up get the package when i’m thinkin’ that you’re slackin imma

(angry god)

split her like a swisher
i won’t miss her when she gone
ima get another one before too long

(dvo)

feelin’ like aladdin when i’m wishin’ i’m attacking
all of my enemies no cappin’ imma stab em’ in the back and imma

(angry god)

rick james, d rose
blow o’s, f-ck hoes
who knows?

(dvo)

might cop a date with tyra banks
fight with the fate like a power range
might pull off in an escalade
i don’t really care about the mess i made

(angry god)

them boys playing dirty but you know that sammy clean as f-ck started from the mud with the bugs
went and mopped it up

[chorus]
(angry god)

filthy hoe
filthy bands ima clean them up
filthy hoe
filthy bands ima clean them up
filthy hoe
filthy bands ima clean them up
filthy hoe
angrygod you f-cking know

[outro]
(angry god)

and uhh me and dvo are boolin
i don’t know about y’all hahaha i’m thinkin’ not
for the rest of you

(dvo)

i said no b-tch!
no!

- d vo lyrics

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