duke deuce – standby* lyrics
[hook]
g’s in the club on standby
a bunch of bad b-tches on standby
pistol in the club on standby
duke deuce that’s a nigga you can’t standby
racks in my pocket on standby
keep a pocket rocket on standby
keep some rubbers with me on standby
keep them bottles with me on standby
[verse 1: duke deuce]
b-tch i’m duke deuce, i be deuce live
i don’t want that head les’ it’s fye-fye
don’t try (don’t try) to make me out of a d-mn lie
bullets gone (bullets gone) connect like its wifi
mask on my face like i’m michael
nigga bout to make me go physcho
keep (keep, keep) three k’s like the white folks
know some real g’s and some vice-lords
middle fingers up to the po-po
leave him in the field like a scarecrow
f-ck around with me boy it’s o-v-a, i’ll bring them tools out, where ya stay
let the top back on my coupe
kickin’ up these gucci shoes
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