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damon garde - decal lyrics

cruising backseat, chatting with snaps and rapping casually
name it the bandwagon, b-tches jumping on like trampolines
and you that they bad when they wanna roll up all the cab that i have
monogamy ain’t on the plan i have

you know i’m bringing home the bacon for you eggs
just joking, you ain’t poaching off my plate of bread
what’s brunch without the bro’s i’m repping home up here
from the small toke, to the big smoke
that’s that hutt valley stench in the air

you smell it on us
cos i’ll be honest
that’s fresh tall poppies with hints of the holocaust
like something rottens gotten into your crops of pot
backhanded slaps for f-gs who’re wearing socks with crocs

if i’m gonna offend cos i’m talking the way my clique does on the reg
then prepare for offence, or climb on board
my ship don’t need censors
b-tches count as expenses
my tender grows as each year goes
achieving goals like luis suarez
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think it’s about time i get to the point but i procrastinate so let me digress
——
uh
i’m the orphan taken in by rap
find me often mother f-cking blazing that
emissary, clever harry lays the track
but its’s a trap. alright? alright

yo, def on the tee, mary in mouth and i’m repping new zee
land of my peeps, hands on my lap while i’m brapping the jeep
it’s gonna happen for me
have a couple a tracks for free
proper gander ep

(hook)

uh
you’re gonna see my sign
stick it in your mind
and may it always remind you to be alive
for a f-cking reason
now go ahead kid, fulfil that f-cking reason

you’re gonna see my sign
stick it in your mind
and may it always remind you to be alive
for a f-cking reason
now go ahead b-tch fulfil that f-cking reason

- damon garde lyrics

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