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dink city - dink city lyrics

intro:
h-llo, my name is jenna!

verse 1 (dena):
my name is dena, i rock like a fiend, uh
i got yardee for free, went to dinner
got heineken on, i creep like a b-tch
mama and dad don’t miss me like a b-tch
i went to california, foster mom like that
they gave me a lot of money, came back like that
s-x in the street like sheets, i like it like that
canadian american got free sh-t yeah
go to school, go to school, i f-ck all the b-tches
i brought 45 in this house, i get a mrs
i kick her out, kick her out, five grand on the dot
she gonna f-ckin’ fail, gonna kick her out the house
got the patio on, smoke weed july and august
i got it–wait

interlude:
alright, we got yardee on the track
we got hannah…porcelain, let’s get it
uh-huh

verse 2 (hannah):
pullin’ up on the track, hannah s. here
when i rap, yeah my b-tches they say “yes, dear”
it’s st. patty’s day we gonna party
pullin’ up in the club we sip bacardi
every day on the streets yeah we rock here
every day gettin’ freaky, gettin’ rock yeah
every day in the club yeah we there yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
we go to school with dena every day
cuz she’s at school all the time every way
and when we rap yeah we feelin’ good
jenna, janna, talia, and dena yeah we hood
ay ay ay ay ay ay ay alpha phi

chorus:
d-nk city b-tch, d-nk d-nk city b-tch
d-nk city b-tch, d-nk d-nk city b-tch

verse 3 (talia):
the name’s talia and i f-cked your wife
guess what it don’t matter though, cuz every day of my life
i’m battling for custody of my grandkid
i’m a crazy b-tch, okay, look what she did
she sings her praises of fashion f-ckin’ nova
she says “hey girl, your playin’ days are over”
she thought she was gonna look like the wife of f-ckin’ hov
but instead this b-tch look like road k!ll pull over
listen, if you try to f-ck with me you gon’ get f-cked
i’m not playin’ around, y’all ukrainian bugs
ay, ay, schooly schooly school
that’s what dena says but janna turned out cool
thanks to me girl, not to you
one last words–f-ck you

interlude:
ouch

verse 4 (jenna):
let’s go
ay hold up it’s jenna marie
also known as the thick dj queen
you better not confuse me with yardee
the only time you’ll catch her at a party
is chillin’ in the corner, sussin the flex
running from her stepmom, cuz she’s a mess
abandoned in queens at the age of two
what would you do if your mom did that to you?
anyway, movin’ on now we doin’ big things
in the 6, with a big team and some nice rings
hiding from dena, and her stinky -ss feet
and steph with all her cheese and meat
if you ever try to start some sh-t with me
imma do the dash and yell, “aight, well peace!”
and if you wanna know how i got thick
all i gotta say is soy protein and my man’s d-ck

verse 5 (janna):
yardee is my name
junior chickens are my game
i ain’t come here to play, people watchin’ where i lay
if you’re tryna impress me, i don’t think it’s meant to be
out in the club, you know we be takin’ dubs
sippin’ our tequila, no wait more like te-k!lla
foster child in the cut, these hoes be asking who i trust
stayin’ focused where i’m at, a b-tch got plans how about that
i told you hoes don’t cheese me, jenna eat that dairy free
heard your man’s a fan of jan, you should call it god’s plan
oh wait–was that your mans just now?
oh sh-t, my bad, i thought you was over…

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