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dalive$t - 93 octane lyrics

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intro

if u wasn’t tryin buy none f-ck you came for? ol broke -ss…

verse

tell that n-gga imma need my sh-t back

i ont want that hoe he could have his b-tch back

imma hit a n-gga in the fitted cap

imma hit a b-tch toppa 10 racks

ooo, cross a n-gga off playin tick tac

ol happy meal n-gga imma big mac

f-ck a soft b-tch

i like my b-tch strap

f-ck a redbone

i like my b-tch black

with a thick back (ya!)

with a 6 pack (ya!)

waist slim fast ooo i think i like that

ooo i think i like that

baby lemme try that

if i let pull up for the night you betta ride that

ooo, imma take a n-gga to the zoo

boy them rillas put a n-gga in a suit

ooo, imma take ya b-tch to the coupe

get ha, get ha wet, get ha wetta than a pool

and i dig that (ya!)

and i grip that (ya!)

ooo, on my monkey sh-t banana split that

f-ck the chit-chat (pa!)

let it cl!ck-clack (praaaa!)

take u n-ggas for a ride n-gga 6 flags

intermission

i’m actually happy y’all n-ggas crossed me

like i’m actually happy y’all hoes drop me

that sh-t helped build who i am today

f-ck ahh hoe (woah)

verse

i just-i just ball like chrissss

i just fl!ck da wristsss

i just took the ice out the bag & let it glisssss

tell me what it ain’t

b-tch tell me what it is

sh-t i ain’t one to stress u i got b-tches on da list (you a trip)

and i got that thick hoe

and i got that rich hoe

and i got that sl!ck, juicy lip, make it drip hoe

d-mn, let me see you do it for the gram (like d-mn like)

d-mn, imma blow this money like a fan (like d-mn like)

d-mn, she ain’t wanna leave, b-tch scram

gah d-mn, had to spray ha off me n-gga pam (fiyew)

and i got that thick hoe

and i got that rich hoe

and i got that sl!ck, juicy lip, make it drip hoe

all dese d-mn hoes why cuff (why? why?)

b-tch i’m boo’d up with the bucks (with the bucks!)

all dis d-mn cheese why beef (why)

f-ck it, imma fry a n-gga with the piece (praaaaa)

like, imma burn a n-gga with the heat (pa! pa!)

44 u could call me pistol pete

dats a big gat (huh)

give ya whiplash (what)

on my big boy sh-t you a rugrat

outro

yuh, yuh u a rugrat

huh, throw some pampers on u a rugrat

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