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dutchmaster j - computers remix lyrics

[produced by king boyce productions]

[verse 1]
this is my first try at this rap sh-t
not the wack sh-t
i’m armed-fully automatic
f-ck mathematics
yo b-tch is so dramatic
she love the way i’m smashin’
she wants it back in
but i gotta dip because the bag’s in
eyes on the prize when the money calls i’m dashin’
no high fashion
hoodie and some sweats, yeah
that’s just me relaxin’
just copped an o
meet up with the bros
see the feds, gotta go
that’s a no no
f-ck the po-po
lets the hoes know, i’m riding solo
lil’ jo jo, at the dojo
can’t be controlled no
yeah yeah
can’t be controlled, be controlled, no
sick of dumb hoes, dumb hoes
dumb hoes, dumb hoes
yessir!

[verse 2]
yeah people be
talking bout me
like they know me
we not homies
you can blow me
blowy joey
roll your own weed, no fees
stayin’ lowkey, with such ease
blowin’ trees
another night where your b-tch
is on her knees
i think it’s time for her to see
reality
no i’m not from the d
raised up in auburn hills
why is this girl, all up in her feels?
yachty said it right with “one night”
if she catches feelings, ah
i’m taking flight
i’m rolling up woods
i’ll come to your hood
they’re telling me i can’t
but i really f-ckin’ should
just hit a liq
smoked the whole zip
not really known for sportsmanship
like in n’ out, we make our sales quick
no disrespect, just not getting flicked
if you get schemed, just know you a b-tch
just how it goes though, don’t be a snitch

[hook]
yessir!
blowin’ on that herb
you can call it purp
shout out to d-nkster
don’t step on the court if you don’t plan on getting worked
you heard?
i got that strap like larry bird

[verse 3]
i go to avondale
i can rap, even though my skin is pretty pale
go grab the scale, gotta make some sales
and i thank the lord above
that the homie’s out on bail, f-ck the jails
sh-ts f-cked up, how they be sn-tchin’ up
they even tried to sn-tch me and matt up
they asked us
“where’s the weed at?”
“are you high?”
“where’s the weed at?”
so i didn’t look them in the eye
because anyone could tell i was super fried
lookin’ at the sky, trying to get by
then they had a police meeting
and they got to greeting
they asked the same sh-t when they got back
“are you high?”
“are you high?”
so i looked them in the eye

[hook]
yessir!
blowin on that herb
you can call it purp
shout out to d-nkster
don’t step on the court if you don’t plan on getting worked
ya heard?
i got that strap like larry bird

[outro]
yessir!

- dutchmaster j lyrics

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