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dow b - heaven lyrics

[intro]
oh my god, it’s cash with ryan
it’s dowb on the beat baby
yeah, look

[chorus]
i pull on the i8 make sure its clean
like those blue bottoms on my jeans
huh, alexander mcqueens (huh)
and thats what i rock on my feet
grr pow, trick or treat
huh?
my body different hop out foreign and remember (woo woo)
that ed is a s+x offender (yeah)
i came back again like i never left (grr)
shoot a n+gga up on the face grr pow (what)
he like ep but you put a d in the middle (in the middle)
woo, woo

[verse 1]
i’ve been in the zone
shootin off proane
put on my crown
shoot out at the roll
the rolls royce got it exposed
store got closed, it ain’t my fault
these n+ggas are having some salt
like what is you on huh?
grr pow brr, stop it
and you know i never lackin always
pistol packing
with them automatics we goin send to heaven
and we always send you to heaven
and i did 15 on my check ins
yo internet connect straight to heaven
and autumn be blessing
opti be flexin
alarm do be in heaven
woooo, big g jeanie , we stay crippin
yeah these n+ggas be trippin
i look at the opps like d+mn homie
you used to be the man, homie
you was talking all that sh+t, now you a fan homie?
100 thousand worth of jewerly
f+ck you n+gga and you act a fool with me
[chorus]
i pull on the i8 make sure its clean
like those blue bottoms on my jeans
huh, alexander mcqueens (huh)
and thats what i rock on my feet
grr pow, trick or treat
huh?
my body different hop out foreign and remember (woo woo)
that ed is a s+x offender (yeah)
i came back again like i never left (grr)
shoot a n+gga up on the face grr pow (what)
he like ep but you put a d in the middle (in the middle)
woo, woo

[verse 2]
said i’m never lacking, always pistol packing
with them automatics, we gon’ send ’em to heaven
pull up, what’s crackin’, n+gga, what you jackin’?
find his body up on channel 11
bag him up, groceries
ain’t no exposing me, ain’t no controlling me
no, we don’t f+ck with them people
if i want you dead, then you dead

- dow b lyrics

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