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dus - lesson lyrics

jva boy

i duck on the shows when i act like im sweet
but when i see you on the streets ima sweep
grab a 40 slip a clip and delete
she watch me count this money know that she geek
ima trap back, my diamonds on feet
why dont you just spend, quit being so cheap
when im in the volkswagen not on your feet
i told my lil n-gga go spend and repeat
my other brother layin dead on the scene
my fake brother serving dope to the feins
i just hurry up made a go for the team
might k!ll a n-gga for the same thing, breathe
your b-tch my lil b-tch she sippin my s-m-n
i will not feel comfortable till he not breathin
they took me to church they thought im a demon
not for the talk but thoughts they squezin
im from the head they filmin the legion
once i get money im switchin my region
give her my heart cuz these b-tches they scheme
my brother told me ain’t no time for the grieving
open the door if she say she leavin
in the kitchen working with justin bieber
white lil b-tch can’t wait till she meet him
he was my dope but he talked to a weasel
my shoota he shoot, i pay for the lawyer
hand her that good, i got somethin for ya
you got me back aluminum foil
i- i f-ck on yall n-ggas im a real boy
give a f-ck bout the p-ssy, just wasting my lawyer
f-ck being loyal i just want me some money
come to va get some white like a bunny
go out md servin dope to the dummies
i count my problems in pain, why would you want me (why would you want me)
make sure that you know but you dont, before you stop f-ckin with me
it ain’t never goin back, lil n-gga you stuck with me
i bought you love till you start tuckin with me

they hang with rats and they be the mouse
if you ain’t hot take your -ss in the house
she gon get real when them junkies come out
he got a brace fit this glock in his mouth
he got a brace fit this glock in his mouth
he got a brace fit this glock in his mouth

started with a mask nowadays i be rappin
its free all my n-ggas but we still be trappin
dre in the building, they duckin, they watcing
better think twice cuz lil du$ dont be lackin
stay with the heat bullets hit your contraption
dub on my hip its a part of my fashion
you think i ain’t hip but i know you jevy
stealin my soap my n-ggas be jackin
kickin your door gonna punch in your section
that was my gum but she got an erection
i throw the bone at my dog to go fetch it
knock em on percocet back its a present
we better show that boy more than a lesson
what is that stuff when these 2’s are from weston
ima stay down you can do while im flexin
my n-ggas want smoke, just like a session
b-tch

- dus lyrics

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