diego money - diegodexterduke lyrics
(zaytoven)
[hook: diego money]
pull up in drop top, so imma speed
down in l.a wit’ my n-ggas smokin’ trees
one phone call n-gga tell me what you need
no i’m not a rat but i run straight to the cheese
what you got inside your pocket, a couple g’s
bad b-tches with me, and they all got triple d’s
run me up a check, did that sh-t wit’ no degree
pull up in a vet, everybody knows me
[bridge: famous dex]
know what i’m saying, dexter
ooh, what, know what i’m saying, ya know what i’m sayin’
money, ya dig
ap wrist on froze, know what i’m sayin’
duke, dexter, diego
diego, duke, and dexter
ha, ion give a f-ck what ya say
woah, yeah!
[verse 1: famous dex]
ooh, ooh, i just came up on a pint
say you get money, you ain’t
diamonds shinin’ like a light
ooh, what, .30 on me i don’t fight
k!ll a lil’ boy up on sight
bad b-tch, p-ssy pink
wait, riding ’round it’s just me and duke
smokin’ on the ooh countin’ up my blues
you know diego wit’ me too
wave brothers b-tch yeah we the crew
[verse 2: lil duke]
i’m tryna’ stay in the mix
young n-gga stay with the sh-t
put a little dope on my wrist
get you a 50 gon’ cost you a brick
i used to trap in the spot wit’ the stick
and i be wit’ dexter just like i’m rich
i keep a bad b-tch, she sucking my d-ck
i’m in the lambo, i speedracin’
we drankin’ straight we don’t need chasers
these n-ggas broke, and they need paper
we wit the sh-t, we the creators
typical bih’ ain’t got lot of flavor
they know that i shine, got a lot of haters
just took a private jet outta vegas
i’ma get money, my obligation
pull up with the top down, got all these b-tches watchin’
watch these fake -ss hoes, all these b-tches wishing-washing
i’m just cruising in my own lane, b-tch i’m steady bossin’
and they know me like a celtic i got shooters out in boston
b-tch i used to be broke, ain’t no n-gga try to cross me
then i ran down on they -ss, and i hit ’em with them choppers
will somebody call the ambulance them boys gon’ need a doctor
we finna’ get them, but they know we proper
don’t answer questions, we answerin’ problems
[hook: diego money]
pull up in drop top, so imma speed
down in l.a wit’ my n-ggas smokin’ trees
one phone call n-gga tell me what you need
no i’m not a rat but i run straight to the cheese
what you got inside your pocket, a couple g’s
bad b-tches with me, and they all got triple d’s
run me up a check, did that sh-t wit’ no degree
pull up in a vet, everybody knows me
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