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dimzy – bet you do lyrics

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i told my girl that i miss her hair & skin
she said yeah yeah i bet you do
said that he drills but got no machine
so yeah yeah i bet you do

said that he flys them ‘n ain‘t sold a brick
so yeah yeah i bet you do
said he gets cheffy & never put blood on his knife
so yeah yeah i bet you do
x 2

verse 1:

the beef was intense we ran out of bells
but bro kept one in the head
when we glide we‘re only tryna scratch your head
but it’s still calm if we gеt your chest

we ain‘t tryna fry up your legs chеstshot
but he still caught pebs on his legs
ot spots we filled it with pebs
bang that dots ‘n fill him with pebs

two man job that’s skengs on peds
we‘re both tryna shoot so who‘s gonna rev
both x 5
both tryna shoot so who‘s gonna rev
all this chat is boring
do you know how much man have bled
‘n how much tears got shed
‘n how much years the judge gave to my ends

i ain‘t gotta say where i‘m from
u know my face then you definitely know my ends
still with the same old friends
same ones from osgs days, when we left then drenched

but shout out my s.a.d.s
search ‘n destroy, search ‘n destroy on your ends
wap‘s for days on my block
dot dot spinners g lock ting or the sten

my name ‘n my face is hot
the blocks too hot but my t++th ‘n my heart‘s too cold
have you ever had to sleep in the cold
with 1 brick phone with grub but you ain‘t made dough
can‘t even go back home
’cause ur telling yourself you can‘t go back with no dough
mad life still that lived
now i just laugh at home

hook 2:
i told my girl that i miss her hair & skin
she said yeah yeah i bet you do
said that he drills but got no machine
so yeah yeah i bet you do

said that he flys them ‘n ain‘t sold a brick
so yeah yeah i bet you do
said he gets cheffy & never put blood on his knife
so yeah yeah i bet you do
x 2

verse 2:

i‘m so antisocial but
i‘ll do it for bro in a phonecall
still got things ‘n stuff them local
logic or cubase i don‘t use pro tools

jail house f+ck default
big pattern me up about tofu
1 on 1 madman that’s old school
the whole gang‘s tryna leave u in blood pools

we done mashed the works for some ages
numerous spinners rambos ‘n gages
i see them deny their block but they claim it
either way this bell you gone take it
all their blocks we done taped it
outer line the shavers gone shape him
don’t make me spend all my savings on war
i got to much pride i can‘t take it

hook 3:

i told my girl that i miss her hair & skin
she said yeah yeah i bet you do
said that he drills but got no machine
so yeah yeah i bet you do

said that he flys them ‘n ain‘t sold a brick
so yeah yeah i bet you do
said he gets cheffy & never put blood on his knife
so yeah yeah i bet you do
x 2



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