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duvy - player lyrics

[intro: duvy]
17, it’s duvy, ah
see, i get paid off
really run down n+ggas with them shottas
i’m really with them shottas
uh

[verse 1: duvy]
see, i get paid off
really run down n+ggas with them shottas
boy, secure the bag, boy, get the guala
bad b+tch posted up for the squad+squad
mhm, it’s going down if you move reckless
we have to keep the ‘ock ’cause n+ggas hate us
pain sh+t be so hard, so i can’t trust none
turn a two into four, call it, “jugg style”
[verse 2: young smoke]
we all going straight to the top, ahwoolay
if a n+gga talkin’ like a boss, there goes his top
hit a b+tch, and then i pass to bro, yeah, that’s a lob
she love the way i rock, i came then walked my rock
we got with me, and we servin’ bucktee
i can’t let you know, i stay me chewin’ melody
i can make turn a honda into a ‘rari
iced out chain, i got that from kilani

[verse 3: nh$ jay jay]
ayy, ayy, money chaser
shoutout acerrr
my grains a tracer
she say i’m a player
if she real then i won’t play her
speedin’ to that bag like i’m a racer
i don’t love these ho’s
i’m steady chasin’ dough
my packs never slow
get it gone, pr+nto
yeah, i do this sh+t, for real
baby girl, yeah, i gotta keep a steel
i be in the field, n+ggas say they slide
yeah, they lie, yeah, they don’t come by
smokin’ dope, yeah, it got me h+lla high
in my hood, yeah, you know i’m certified
give the packs to the guys
yeah, i resupply
yeah, she give me top, then she go far
yeah, you know i gotta watch out for the narcs
she suck me up in a expensive car
yeah, it’s time for me to go and takeoff
baby girl, i’m ballin’, playoff

- duvy lyrics

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