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daedot - drip from my walk (remix) lyrics

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[verse 1: daedot]

i get that drip from my walk, ain’t money i don’t wanna talk, my diamonds they shine wit a gloss, im up in the field randy malz, i take the work then get it off, f-ck 12 i ain’t never get caught, i hop in a foreign and get lost, i buy what i want f-ck the cost

[verse 2: reesemoneybagz]

b-tch do not try to play crazy you slide wit 380’s i slide wit a clip that hold 80 b-tches slide like some gravy got guns from the navy my hollow tips sound like a maybe n-ggas be broke cause they lazy i can’t be too lazy if you came in buy you a tracy b-tch n-ggas actin like ladies they stealing from macy’s got choppas from hatians in hati hop out that cut wit a tec it go crazy i do not shoot inocents n-ggas shoot babies and i never lack don’t need no one to save me and i don’t wife hoes and can’t none of’em slay me you can’t get a feature unless you gon pay me my choppa that b-tch spittin fast like slim shady these dumb-ss rappers be just like the bradys soon i hit the block take the glizzy off safety cause i cannot lack n-gga i cannot go if you run up on me leave yo face in the snow i don’t care who you wit if i catch you i blow now this ambulace try pickin you off the floor and his limbs in 2’s knockin right at yo door and tell yo og you got merked at the store its what happen if you do not pay what you owe i got actavis plug but it ain’t for the low, sh-t on the net what you hiding for? if you ain’t got a mop what you slidin for? now the cops tryna see what dying for n-ggas try to play crazy what they cryin for? hit his -ss wit the k what he flying for? how you broke but you tired what you sign for? n-gga ain’t got no bands what you lying for? if you ain’t got a foreign what you driving for?

[verse 3: daedot]

i get that drip from my walk, ain’t money i don’t wanna talk, my diamonds they shine wit a gloss, im up in the field randy malz, i take the work then get it off, f-ck 12 i ain’t never get caught, i hop in a foreign and get lost, i buy what i want f-ck the cost. i get that drip from my walk, they say im born wit the sauce, got a bad b-tch she a boss, hit the bank make a withdraw, then i go splurge at the mall, polo its all on my draws, do a hit call all my dawgs, i f-ck her she gave me her all, now that yo b-tch couldn’t get more sip on, im gettin top in the back of the limo im all in her mouth yea im all in her temple that b-tch she a freak she gon f-ck like a nimph im playing these b-tches somethin like a nintendo go cop me a foreign i don’t want no d-mn rental and free all my n-ggas and r.i.p timo want smoke then im gon call up all of my kin folk we pull up hop out why yall blowin out the window we bustin these 30’s like m-th-f-ckin pimples you want smoke you gon get just what you put in for (you want smoke you gon get just what you put in for)



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