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davey jones - hanzō sword lyrics

[hook : davey jones]
i can’t stand a f-ck n-gga (f-ck n-gga)
pretty b-tches rolling swishers let the dutch hit ya (let the dutch hit ya)
now your b-tch tag along, cause she f-ck with us (cause she f-ck with us)
gave me brain to this song, cause she f-ck with us (cause she f-ck with us)
so n-gga f-ck with us (n-gga f-ck with us)

[verse 1: davey jones]
yuh (x10)
young man with a old soul
oh no, davey jones gone loco
back then, n-gga never got promo
now your main ho want a photo
sitting on my high horse, no polo
i’m a lord, with a ring, no frodo
i’m clean, and you look like a hobo
she bouncing on me like a pogo
imma just go to her house, get my d-ck wet
roll me a blunt, lay back, while i get head
people just talk, but i don’t give a sh-t, yet
she heard “davey jones” and she get wet
i spit. somehow the gunpowder
when i bang, i make your ho c-m louder
run a train, she feels like it’s rush hour
took a hit, used all my lung power
t.h.c. is the company (yup)
if you f-ck with one, then you f-cking with three (yup)
b-tch my time is a luxury
don’t waste mine, just f-ck with me
her waste size is so fit
but you know that -ss is so thick
make a n-gga wanna push up on it
when she fronting like i won’t hit

[chorus]

[verse 2: chris rosas]
tired of you haters. tired of you hoes
now i’m worth a dime, so i say no more
stay to myself, sit back, and lay low
chill indoors, while i smoke my dope
daily routine, that’s the way it goes
age so young, but i’m feeling kinda old
weed so lit, so i’m feeling so blown
you would too, if you really f-cking know
out here acting like a one-man show
f-ck the industry, i’ll make it on my own
ain’t tripping, cause it’s the life i chose
k!ll you with my blade, it’s the hanzo sword
feeling the rage, so i slice back and forth
volume 1 sit back and wait for more
one slice, one k!ll. whats the deal?
running from my o.g. sh-t is real
keep it trill, straight from the south
we smoking loud, we p-ssing out
we waking up, we making sounds
every rotation, as the blunt goes around
do it for the realest, do it for my town
triple d is where i’m bound. b-tch!

[outro]
i can’t stand a f-ck n-gga
pretty b-tches rolling swishers, let the dutch hit ya
i can’t stand a f-ck n-gga
pretty b-tches rolling swishers, let the dutch hit ya

- davey jones lyrics

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