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dame d.o.l.l.a. - i wish i could tell you lyrics

wish i could tell you

[intro: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
it’s easy (it is)
i wish i could tell ya (uh huh)
talk to em deuce

[chorus: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
i wish that i could tell you
player how you get money?
player how you get money?
boy, i wish i could tell you
player how you coppin’ all them clothes
how you coppin’? how you coppin’?
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya

[verse 1: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
i got so many things goin’ on in my life
i’m so far removed from that anger and that trife
if they wanna take a shot
they can aim it at the lights
cause your boy shinin’ hard
bruh, this flavor come with spice
yeah i’m playin’ in the league
but i’m livin’ by the code
it’s best to keep the stuff
they wanna know behind the doors
there’s a lot of stuff i know
i don’t say it in my flows
cause the ones i really love
it’s a chance to get exposed
it’s so much to share
when you livin’ in my shoes
and some will give it up
if they hit a couple boos
some game goofy
some never knew the rules
so i’m watchin’ for the broads
cause they sharper than the dudes
for real, boy
i wish i could tell you
how to feel to pull up in that porsche
hoppin’ out the leather
wine fine, women comin’ at me
poppin’ out the cellar
when i’m at the bank
the only time i’m talkin’ to a teller

[chorus: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
player how you get money?
player how you get money?
boy, i wish i could tell ya
player how you coppin all them clothes
how you coppin? how you coppin?
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya

[verse 2: brookfield deuce]
i wish i could tell ya
i would never fail ya
people say they real but
singin’ like mariah
singin’ like aretha
man it’s good to beat ya
i’ma teach ya
i’ma show ya how to keep it quiet
how to keep it (shhhh)
zipper on my mouth
the lock ain’t got no key
i know who got the keys
but you won’t hear from me
those dudes don’t need no keys
the boy up in the streets
never call them kids
i never called it straight
ya never can replace
i’m here to stay
the orphans on the way
yeah, i’m sittin’ on it
on me all the time
boy i’m livin’ on it
everybody stuff i’m dippin’ on it
yeah they slippin’ on it
that music suck
man i’m like “the music sucks”
wanna know how much ya boy really comin’ up? (how much)

[chorus: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
boy i wish that i could tell you
player how you get money?
player how you get money?
boy, i wish i could tell you
player how you coppin’ all them clothes
how you coppin’? how you coppin’?
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya
boy, i wish i could tell ya

[outro: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
yeah
dame d.o.l.l.a
duece!
i wish i could tell ya
boy i wish i could tell ya
i wish i could tell ya

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