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duke da beast - ron barcelo lyrics

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[intro]
it’s duke ya dumb b-tch
wake the f-ck up and smell the coffee man
i’m sippin some, ron barcello
(i’m flippin & whippin the chickens)

[hook]
b-tch i’m married to the money and you know we never broke up
juggin got the whole trap sewed up
cookin work up in the kitchen smellin odor
2 bricks for the white tellem hold up
i be off the sh-ts so you know that i’m a stoner
you can have her n-gga i don’t really want her
smokin dope yeah that dope that homer
yts why these n-ggas tryna clone us
b-tch i’m married to the money and you know we never broke up
juggin got the whole trap sewed up
cookin work up in the kitchen smellin odor
2 bricks for the white tellem hold up
i be off the sh-ts so you know that i’m a stoner
you can have her n-gga i don’t really want her
smokin dope yeah that dope that homer
yts why these n-ggas tryna clone us

[verse 1]
shorty so thick that she gave me a b-n-r
i don’t really want her n-gga i just wanna bone her
if her p-ssy ain’t got no aroma give her couple body shots and then i gotta dome her
you a p-ssy n-gga i’m a p-ssy n-gga k!lla
k!ll yo b-tch p-ssy i’m a p-ssy k!lla
i be on the corner with the dope dealers, and i no longer f-ck with broke n-ggas
i got a whole lotta loud all i gotta do is roll up
b-tches fufi tryna act like they don’t know us
but be grinnin every time a n-gga show up
they gon be thirsty when a motherf-cka blow up
i be posted on the corner like a motherf-ckin poster
i be rolling like a baby in a stroller
in the beamer with my b-tch doin donuts
tell them mother f-ckin n-ggas they don’t want us

[hook]
b-tch i’m married to the money and you know we never broke up
juggin got the whole trap sewed up
cookin work up in the kitchen smellin odor
2 bricks for the white tellem hold up
i be off the sh-ts so you know that i’m a stoner
you can have her n-gga i don’t really want her
smokin dope yeah that dope that homer
yts why these n-ggas tryna clone us
b-tch i’m married to the money and you know we never broke up
juggin got the whole trap sewed up
cookin work up in the kitchen smellin odor
2 bricks for the white tellem hold up
i be off the sh-ts so you know that i’m a stoner
you can have her n-gga i don’t really want her
smokin dope yeah that dope that homer
yts why these n-ggas tryna clone us
let’s get it

[bridge]
still drinkin this ron barcello
i feel like a fried marshmallow

[verse 2]
man this b-tch off the pill wanna see my p-n-s
left that b-tch screaming she a s-m-n demon
and she give me brain like she a g*nius
while she playin’ with my b-lls like serena venus
and she say my d-ck long i be ding a linging
she give me some dome while he ring a dinging
steady hittin upper phone that’s so inconvenient
man let her do her d-mn business
boy don’t get me started like a d-mn engine
i been in the hood like a transmission
tell them f-ck n-ggas stop that d-mn snitchin
that’s the type of sh-t to get your man missin
you can catch me late night i be van whippin
and i gotta sit down cause i can’t stand b-tches
putting flower on the birds like its fried chicken
and if you lookin for me i be in the kitchen

[hook]
b-tch i’m married to the money and you know we never broke up
juggin got the whole trap sewed up
cookin work up in the kitchen smellin odor
2 bricks for the white tellem hold up
i be off the sh-ts so you know that i’m a stoner
you can have her n-gga i don’t really want her
smokin dope yeah that dope that homer
yts why these n-ggas tryna clone us
b-tch i’m married to the money and you know we never broke up
juggin got the whole trap sewed up
cookin work up in the kitchen smellin odor
2 bricks for the white tellem hold up
i be off the sh-ts so you know that i’m a stoner
you can have her n-gga i don’t really want her
smokin dope yeah that dope that homer
yts why these n-ggas tryna clone us

[outro]
this chicago n-gga



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