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def davyne – done lyrics

yeah
ayy
bdd bop bop bop
bdd bop bop bop
blaw
bop bop
blaw

this that hoodoo, this that voodoo
bad juju, this that funk
this that nina, this that heater
this that we can pop the trunk
this that k!ller, death dealer
none realer, ain’t no punk
this that spirit, best to fear it
don’t come near it, or ya done
this that hoodoo, this that voodoo
bad juju, this that funk
this that nina, this that heater
this that we can pop the trunk
this that k!ller, death dealer
none realer, ain’t no punk
this that spirit, best to fear it
don’t come near it, or ya done
done
i would say that you in debt to me, huh
but f+ck that sh+t, b+tch you dead to me
this a eulogy, this an effigy
f+ck your whole family, i’ma pop you like a kеnnedy
you should call me pops, cuz i fatherеd you and blessed my seed
funny how your best friends, can make the worst enemies
flex and squeeze, like you really wanna come and test my st++z
but long as i’m alive, you second place at best the letter b
if you still got beef, i suggest your b+tch ass, let it be
top dollar ammo, in my magazine, you’ll get for free
like a death decree, enforced with force, a source of messagery
a sorcerer with full course recipes that’ll make you rest in peace

this that hoodoo, this that voodoo
bad juju, this that funk
this that nina, this that heater
this that we can pop the trunk
this that k!ller, death dealer
none realer, ain’t no punk
this that spirit, best to fear it
don’t come near it, or ya done
this that hoodoo, this that voodoo
bad juju, this that funk
this that nina, this that heater
this that we can pop the trunk
this that k!ller, death dealer
none realer, ain’t no punk
this that spirit, best to fear it
don’t come near it, or ya done
this that sage, known for burning sage, ’bout to turn the page
ain’t no evil in my presence, you peasants best earn your wage
you’s a one trick pony, that can barely work a stage
on my d+ck, cuz you phony, b+tch ass n+ggas hurt my brain, my brain hurt
i been abel, like the weeknd since the birth of cain
and keep more dope lines, then n+ggas out here serving ‘caine
follow me down to h+ll let’s make a bet, who’s the first in pain
the first to burst in flames, pray to god, then curse his name, d+mn it
my game so tight, i could swerve the rain
i was made for flight, letting my rubber burn that lane
i was raised on light, act like you heard my name
young lucifer, bigger than jupiter plus i be coming with gas and murdering lames

- def davyne lyrics

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