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dayxiv - don dada lyrics

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[verse 1]
14 i was trippin hard
gotta get a job
gotta feed my mom
a milly on my mind
struggle in my heart
tell me where to start
hustle day and night
thinkin do i start selling weight at night
boy i stay up while you fade at night
if you go to sleep you gon’ pay that price
man sh-t get deep that’s a sacrifice
19 i looked away at life
when they said he gone
but he saved my life
cuz that sh-t get dark
right when it get bright
when you think you wrong
you just might be right
listen up got my digits up
now my wrist if buff
man this sh-t get rough
gotta buckle up
all about pro’s f-ck with my money better knuckle up

[hook]
play no games i’m the don dada
she want chanel, gucci, prada
i want her up in my house wearing nada
don’t write that sh-t down if you ain’t got commas
imma need it all
dripping with the sauce
play no games i’m the don dada
she want chanel, gucci, prada
i want her up in my house wearing nada
don’t write that sh-t down if you ain’t got commas
imma need it all (check, check, check, check)
dripping with the sauce

[verse 2]
first verse i was talking it out
second verse i be chalking em’ out
rip current got a wave in a drought
rappers doing anything for the clout
keep a friend close but a b-tch closer cuz that b-tch tell you if a snitch moving
keep her bent over grab her left shoulder
hit it till she sing like she meant for music
don’t f-ck with my sh-t
an army behind me
i make a deposit
and you end up missing
put it on cruise in the rari like gotti
but in this occasion they won’t catch me slipping
don’t say my name
we ain’t the same
b-tch this ain’t no game no

[hook]
play no games i’m the don dada
she want chanel, gucci, prada
i want her up in my house wearing nada
don’t write that sh-t down if you ain’t got commas
imma need it all
dripping with the sauce
play no games i’m the don dada
she want chanel, gucci, prada
i want her up in my house wearing nada
don’t write that sh-t down if you ain’t got commas
imma need it all (check, check, check, check)
dripping with the sauce



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