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daniel son (can) - 100 jet skis lyrics

[daniel son]
my dude[?]
i need 100 yachts
i put my money on the astro’s
anywhere the cash goes
sun with the hat low
got it through the back door
shorty sold her soul for a half four[?]
she robbin dellas with the .38 flat+nose
shake em down with the high+low, rock the fly low, mama [?] hit it, high notes
i’m only businessin[?] with the high quotes
walking over shark tanks on the tight rope
vanish in a flash, badges never see me
young houdini anything you need we get it easy
my dude you couldn’t even sell seven cd’s
i sit in the jacuzzi eating fettuccini
peacе to toney boi and my dude monk[?] fat boy cut em in half wе needed two trunks
devils taking souls [?]
trying to show em different avenues to get the loot from the brown bag money

that’s why we hunt 24/7
we live in h+ll, can’t afford heaven
i’m trying to test the speeds that the porsche get it[?]
i bet your man gonna rat if the courts let him
that’s why we hunt 24/7
we live in h+ll, can’t afford heaven
i’m trying to test the speeds that the porsche get it[?]
i bet your man gonna rat if the courts let him
[dnte]
i’m in the can like sardines and tuna
can’t snitch on my man, i don’t stir rumors
my puppy just passed she had a brain tumor
died peacefully, four shots of amarula
to the head i fat lace my suede puma’s
like a old+schooler
retro bloomer
k!ll bill for uma, with a sense of humor
it’s just me and my b+tch, i wish i’d met her sooner, shiet
i’m good selling kites, watch me double that twice, b+tch tell me what you like
i’ve been stingy with the price, straight picking off the ice, trying to feed my kids coconut with basmati rice
three of those, two daughters, one boy, and a wife
in a car going 220 snorting with a dyk+
oh lord, my stocks up bombi[?] axelrod going hard
art dealer with them n+ggas in charge

[hook]
that’s why we hunt 24/7
we live in h+ll, can’t afford heaven
i’m trying to test the speeds that the porsche get it[?]
i bet your man gonna rat if the courts let him
that’s why we hunt 24/7
we live in h+ll, can’t afford heaven
i’m trying to test the speeds that the porsche get it[?] (believe that)
i bet your man gonna rat if the courts let him
[toney boi]
yo
i ask sun let me roll the dutch, it’s gotta be at least a gram when we toking up
choking up slow motion on that potent stuff
upstate got the game in the cobra clutch, uh
i fly north just to f+ck with dust
on any level you can f+ck with us
i stay real to them real art deals and do nothing but
and doctor fake like tyson uppercuts, uh[?]
i pick the trees from the holyfield
that’s why i treat every supper like the holy meal
check his pressure if the roley’s real
i need your phone, plus your wallet check his pockets, bro you know the deal
from the home of abandoned houses and drug dealers
water my phone leave the house plus the plug deal us[?]
i’m plugged in the six with the real g’s, me and daniel son out a hundred jet skis

- daniel son can lyrics

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