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dc the don - too short lyrics

[intro]
you like krabby patties, don’t you squidward?

[chorus: dc the don]
she from new york
but i beg on her like she a newsport
and i smoke that b+tch like she a newport
that’s my favorite word i feel like too short
she from new york
but i beg on her like she a newsport
and i smoke that b+tch like she a newport
that’s my favorite word i feel like too short

[verse 1: munch lauren]
i been ballin’ since high school like i was diamond stone
so i’ma f+ck her with my diamonds on
i bought her mom a whip but really we don’t get along
your favorite rapper can’t keep up, he need a business loan
my favorite b+tch don’t need no nine+to+fivе
just keep that p+ssy wet, i promise i’m gon’ handle minе
i came in with my starting five
in the strip club throwing ass like we was throwing fives
this the player section
if you ain’t getting money this the wrong direction
i’m plugged in with his daughter, so i’m well connected
this mob life that i’m living got me well respected
i’m beating out her back, so it’s gon’ be a second
making sound effects like i was playing tekken
she said she came from new york
and her n+gga just too broke, his money too short
[chorus: dc the don]
she from new york
but i beg on her like she a newsport
and i smoke that b+tch like she a newport
that’s my favorite word i feel like too short
she from new york
but i beg on her like she a newsport
and i smoke that b+tch like she a newport
that’s my favorite word i feel like too short

[verse 2: dc the don]
hold up, i’ma spend rack in a day
got a lil bad b+tch from the a
she a bop but she do what i say
if i call it, i swear that i make it a milli, you opp, ’cause you hang with the snakes
i’ma get you this b+tch, put a check on my lips, then i put in my shooters to play
culture, gray pop
n+gga stop it, you ain’t callin’ shots
you be flexin’ all up on the gram, putting up sets that you ain’t even drop
yeah, what, count the count, i’ll make it cake
i’ma thunderstorm up in this b+tch, i’m hurricane, i’m savage, i’ma make it rain
whippin’ sh+t up, feel like spongebob with them krabby patties
bad b+tch on my lap and caddy
she someone brother, but got a lil fatty
ooh, they say “daij, whats up on your face?”
this is cartier, they see the cord, they cost 2k, aye
yeah, munch, dc, we the best
catch him talking out of line, throw ’em in the trunk for where we put the rest
for the rest, for the rest
n+gga f+ck respect, i need a check
i’m a man of word ’bout my pockets, if we being honest n+gga f+ck the nest
fell asleep, yeah, in my burberry
b+tch i treat that sh+t like it was 2:30
huh, yeah, woah, woke up with some slob on it
feel like choppa with the guap
but call me mike phelps, for the way a n+gga dive in it
i’ma drown, i could’ve died in it
congratulations, high five in it
i’ma beat it down, i’m still alive in it
gucci sandals too fly with it
yeah, frankenstein, i murder that p+ssy
bring it back to life, still murder that p+ssy
see the kid in person i’ma treat you real pushy, yeah
[chorus: dc the don]
she from new york
but i beg on her like she a newsport
and i smoke that b+tch like she a newport
that’s my favorite word i feel like too short
she from new york
but i beg on her like she a newsport
and i smoke that b+tch like she a newport
that’s my favorite word i feel like too short

- dc the don lyrics

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