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daz dillinger - skirt out lyrics

[intro]
calling all cars, calling all cars
be on the lookout for that n-gga daz
he’s known for 187’s and known for 211’s
and he’s also knowns to uh…. skirt out

huh, check it
altogether now
shhh
altogether now
yeah, altogether now

[daz dillinger]
i can’t call it
anything that have to do with money i want it
ro-ro’s, turkles, and diamond chains, i flaunt it
i’m a gangsta n-gga, n-gga you call it like you want it
hop outta the drop-top for you
look at me, i shine bright, blind your eyes
i mesmerize, diggy daz n-gga, back on the rise
suprise, m-th-f-cka! – guess who it was
to handle your biz in a undercover, swoop in the wind
havin’ money, f-ckin’ b-tches on the freak with my n-gga!
(you know why? cause i’m a gangsta n-gga!)
you see, i roll by my lonely (say what?, say what?)
if not n-gga, you’ll see me with my homies – skirtin’ out

[chorus]
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt-

[daz dillinger]
i roll g with the 500 with a drop-top bumpin’
8-0-8 b-b-b-bumpin’
dvd widescreen to a t, n-gga i’m fresh and so clean
pushin’ a machine n-gga when i’m flashin’ my beam
banana whipped, went with the chrome sprewell’s, dipped
and i’m cruisin’ like a m-th- in the mothership
like a elco in a ’89, low-low in a ’99
2003’d out every time
pull up in the parking lot, all on eyes on d
a-z, the sh-t that i sell ain’t for free
but it’s gon’ cost money, for the sh-t that i got
diamond pieces, big golden rocks
link for link, i sip my drink
now think about it, the neck says you a double xl
n-gga read about it, n-gga and what do you got?
dat n-gga d-a-z n-gga, back on your block

[chorus]
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt-

[daz dillinger]
i’ve seen b-tches and hoes, pigeons in ‘6-4’s
20 inches on low-low’s, that’s how the sh-t goes
blow out your brain, rememeber my name
dat n-gga daz, ain’t no other n-gga know how it came
my system bumpin’ loud, humpin’ and shakin’ the ground
that number one gangsta from the dogg pound
i’m so funky fresh, nevertheless i love this sh-t
you know how i ride, i’m cruisin’ the fast lane
never crash mane, dat n-gga daz mane
wreck it and buy a new one so quick
i got the hoes up on my d-ck
for my gangsta -ss whip that i push –
purple cush, the haters, they wanna stop and look
(y’all know dat n-gga daz be off the hook)
now when i clutch the fifth, you know i got to burn out
you know i do it every time n-gga, skirt out

[chorus]
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out
-skirt-, -skirt- – skirtin’ out

- daz dillinger lyrics

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