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dutch chain - dior lyrics

[verse 1]
on my body, ye ain’t copy, b+tch act rowdy, she so naughty
i got racks yea that b+tch and go and slop me
i got racks yea that b+tch and go and copy
mommy left me about a week ago and i still miss her
ain’t no cap yea, wish i could meet one more time and kiss her
i ain’t done nah, i ain’t done nah
i still got cards up in my sleeve, im her son bro
and i had to go and get that bag
cuz all the losses got me goin out sad
f+ck that b+tch yea and pass her to my shab
im all in im not goin bad

[chorus]
i got rackies in my pocket, f+ck that b+tch yea oh no i can’t stop it
im like d+mn, im like d+mn
im like d+mn, im like d+mn
oh yea b+tch i hit her back, f+ck that b+tch got racks
she know that im goin, my pockets fat
yea i got dior, yea i got dior
[verse 1]
yea im at the hafla and i got these b+tches on me
imma cop the benz and ride by my doley
cuz no mf deservin my benz
except the day ones yea ion need no new friends
she think im sober, yea bend her over
yea i f+ck that b+tch yea give her that cobra
i got bands yea that b+tch must not know
yea im really bout my dough
i got that loui, i got that fendi, i got that prada
but that b+tch dont get none of that yea thats my motto
i got rackies in my pocket yea no, yea no dadda

- dutch chain lyrics

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