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dad bodi - american deli peach lemonade lyrics

[dad bodi]
yuh
aye
yuh
gang in there
yuh
yuh

i hop in the booth and i blink on the beat (yuh yuh)
you ain’t saying sh+t like you blink on the beat
you real on the net but you fake on the street
i’ve been doing my thing i ain’t came to compete (yuh yuh)
like i work in the hospital, stay on my feet
can’t f+ck with your boy, gotta stay outta reach
like there’s snow on the south, i go get the bread
i’ma punch in on the beat ’till it’s dead
bodi been eatin’ real good, getting fed
so look when they talk about me like the pledge
[?] cap n+gga, i been on they head, still goin’ [?]
do what i want don’t carе what they said
turn on my swag when i get out of bеd
these n+ggas here hate daddy [?]
call up my bros when i get at a place
hoes on my d+ck cause i look like [?]
can’t get caught, no face no case
foot on the gas i ain’t pumping no brakes
too important i could not be replaced
too important i ain’t got time to waste
the money bag the only thing that i chase, i’m straight
yeah, you gotta be real just to be that n+gga
i’m the most [?], mac miller
heard your last mixtape n+gga, [?]
hop in the booth and i’m going gorilla
boy you don’t know me don’t call me your n+gga, cause i don’t feel you
these n+ggas lying on the ‘gram for an image
keep f+cking around they gon’ catch [?]
[tommyxboi]
where y’all ashing at
real backwood i’m passing that, it’s gas in that
bad lil b+tch, i’m smashing that then pass it back, no strings attached
i get as high as i can, f+ckin’ this b+tch she like “you the man”
hit from the back and i got in on cam
dunking that p+ssy like nba [?], d+mn
aye, it’s nothing to say, i’m counting cake and i stay out the way
just heatin’ up and it’s right up my way
[?]
just hit it once now she callin’ me bae
i’m sippin’ wok this not chardonnay
call her an uber cause she couldn’t stay, aye
don’t get caught in the hype
heard this your b+tch but she f+ck outta spite
we take a chance, roll the dice
i put a [?] in my sprite
stop at the store for some ice
perc 10s, off a yellow and white
no feelings, i’d rather catch flights
then i’m out like a thief in the night
aye

- dad bodi lyrics

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