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durkey - vs up lyrics

[intro]
j money, who that is?
d+boy drippin’ that sauce

[chorus]
uh, uh, vs up, bl!cked up
them n+ggas of the city, they wanna be us
he got his sh+t bust, tell ’em, “get up”
them n+ggas know they lame, they can’t get with us
uh, uh, vs up, bl!cked up
them n+ggas of the city, they wanna be us
he got his sh+t bust, tell ’em, “get up”
them n+ggas know they lame, they can’t get with us
[verse]
he said he goin’ outside today but he in utah really hidin’
yeah, all these trolls they talkin’ sh+t, they talkin’ ’bout von, talkin’ ’bout when we gon’ slide?
ain’t no comment to no get back that these n+ggas steady hidin’
ask us why we burn the flags? they knowin’ them n+ggas steady dyin’
he up on clubhouse in the house
tell ben 10 watch his mouth
i’m with my shorties whippin’ the oaks, a hundred guns, them b+tches out
i f+cked her ass and kick her out
folks nutted in her mouth
these n+ggas talkin’ countries, h+ll, boy, i am really from that south
i’m really from the ‘raq where we be turnin’ n+ggas pack
n+ggas k!lled your homie, you k!ll they homie, that’s how you get it back
and i ain’t beefin’ with no rats
you get caught with twenty guns and still get out, your ass a rat
they know that sh+t is facts
i got my drac’ up on the bed
told shanita, “give me head”
yeah, all young n+ggas seein’ green and all my n+ggas seein’ red
i used to wanna f+ck his mama but i seen her p+ssy stank
your baby mama got no ass, they like, “that boy, durk, he gon’ spaz”
ain’t like he really doin’ the dash, i call up king, get on his ass
and i don’t know these f+ckin’ n+ggas, they just made me f+ckin’ mad
(ain’t like he really doin’ the dash, i call up king, get on his ass)
(and i don’t know these f+ckin’ n+ggas, they just made me f+ckin’ mad)
[chorus]
uh, vs up, bl!cked up
them n+ggas of the city, they wanna be us
he got his sh+t bust, tell ’em, “get up”
them n+ggas know they lame, they can’t get with us
uh, vs up, bl!cked up
them n+ggas of the city, they wanna be us
he got his sh+t bust, tell ’em, “get up”
them n+ggas know they lame, they can’t get with us

- durkey lyrics

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