dayne - respect // dios radio lyrics
[intro]
i got a little thing i wanna tell you
i want you believe me right now
oh, baby please
the dios
[chorus]
money bags when i open up the text, huh?
couple ‘thou i don’t get out bed for less, huh?
hundred drum just to keep applying pressure
like lebron i just want my d+mn respect uh
i been on i don’t give a f+ck what you say
lemonade and we mix that sh+t with dusse
hard body prolly k!ll that boy for less
like lebron i just want my d+mn respect
[verse 1]
‘fore i’m gone i just want my d+mn respect
i’m with l+e+$ while ya’ll keep on doing less
aiming at me pshh, prolly sitting there upset
but you ain’t aiming high if they ain’t aiming at your neck
did me wrong what the f+ck would you suggest, huh?
if it’s a debt then that dios gone collect, uh
tempur+pedic need to give that sh+t a rest
before we have them boys waving techs on bissonet
i’m a bone splitta’
houston hard hitta’
betta’ getcho b+tch from me before i dog sit her
then i dog walk her
i’m a long d+ck n+gga ain’t no small talker
i let ya’ll have the summer, i’m back for payment
she told me pull up on her, she impatient
reupholster p+ssy, that’s renovations
and we do it but it’s all entertainment
only for the (dios)
[chorus]
money bags when i open up the text, huh?
couple ‘thou i don’t get out bed for less, huh?
hundred drum just to keep applying pressure
like lebron i just want my d+mn respect uh
i been on i don’t give a f+ck what you say
lemonade and we mix that sh+t with dusse
hard body prolly k!ll that boy for less
like lebron i just want my d+mn respect
[verse 2: banco]
i need more ends in this bank account
i need a porsche gt4 and make it loud
i need a shorty i ain’t gotta take it out
dios records at my city shaked it out
i know my momma proud she f+cking raised a boss
make sh+t happen all that he ever did was talk
the benz is low as i like to hang my b+lls
sw+ng wide b+tch i learned it from the hawk
did it once and i’ll do it again
iodine posioning all this pasta and shrimp
off the top ropes, hardy boys need a win
slidin’ down fannin probably seen with yo b+tch
bumpin’ zapp & rogers baby that’s computer love
ain’t never seen another crew like us and now she choosing up
now it’s some thangs she won’t do for you but do for us
you can’t stop me, now i’m in houston b+tch i threw it up
banc
[chorus]
money bags when i open up the text, huh?
couple ‘thou i don’t get out bed for less, huh?
hundred drum just to keep applying pressure
like lebron i just want my d+mn respect uh
i been on i don’t give a f+ck what you say
lemonade and we mix that sh+t with dusse
hard body prolly k!ll that boy for less
like lebron i just want my d+mn respect
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