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daeshard – no hook part 3 lyrics

yea
you know i didn’t mean to make this a series
it just happened

okay
stepping on they neck in some brand new gucci
chilling in miami with some brand new hoochies
feeling on they t-tty, and im feeling on they booty
got hoes in calabasas and they all act boujie
young n-gg- came up
young n-gg- got groupies
p-ssed them in the wagon, now they acting like they knew me
balenciaga stepping when im walking around south beach
sh-tting on these n-gg-s like i couldn’t find the potty
when im in la, i pull up maserati
chest balmain, and the legs is versace
i did it first, and these n-gg-s go copy
got haters everywhere
but can’t na’n n-gg- stop me
i ate on that kit kat she licked on my twix
she says she likes foreigns and designer kicks
my neck is real frozen like cheese take a pic
like a hole in the ceiling, you know im a drip
i came form the hood, now n-gg- take trips
might fly out to vegas, ball out on the strip
my life 50 shades, hit that b-tch with a whip
im over the game like my name little flip
im so high right now i might pop me a blimp
i used to serve grams and finesse them with skimps
daeshard is a gangsta dont walk with a limp
she seen me on insta now she want a pic
i got 50 bands and i spent it on sh-t
we really about war n-gg- f-ck all that sh-t
my shoes are so heavy they cost me a grip
im good on the molly got lean on my p-ss
i hop in a foreign with hoes like a pimp
young n-gg- i flex, double joint be my wrist
my ex had to go now i see that strips
i f-ck on your b-tch and i nut on her lip
young n-gg- stayed down like a anchor and sh-t
got guns with the silence and the extended clip
keep talking that sh-t and we’ll aim at your lip
f-ck b-tches and get money, like a made a flick
that b-tch head was weak only sucked on the tip
so i told her lay down while i give her the d-ck
blue stips in my bank but im not crip
new beamer its red, in the back got a m
im not a blood i sp-ce invade sh-t
they thought i was lame but i ball like a b-tch
young n-gg- got bars like a felon and sh-t
you n-gg-s is dumb like yall failing and sh-t
i bought a new whip
then a bought a new fit
could’ve got a c cl-ss but i iced out my wrist
if it ain’t a few m’s then i ain’t signing sh-t
don’t come around me with that faking and sh-t
stuck to myself, yea i made my mind up
n-gg-s behind, yea you get your grind up
more bands than your parents when i was a minor
i knew it was coming with the perfect timing
im from the burg yea i ran my cake up
now im in cali ordering my steak up
before you book me you better get your cake up
used to be apartments now we hang on acres
where was you b-tches when i ain’t have no paper?
they loving daeshard cause they see that im stable
can’t f-ck with these hoes bringing nothing to the table
you know she a thot she got pierce on her nable
told these n-gg-s stop playing, daeshard been so able
turn on the tv see me your cable
my ex in la and she badder than michael
freak on the low, sucking d-ck on her cycle
daeshard coming up i put that on the bible
me and the gang, we wear stones like a tribal
might finesse the groom and f-ck on the bridal
they see i go hard so the sh-t finally viral
daeshard got more bars than atlanta, little five points
thugger should sign me, daeshard is a slime boy
keep k!lling sh-t i might get me some time boy
know i go harder every single time boy (sheesh)

- daeshard lyrics

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