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dxv - who ya talkin to lyrics

(intro)
ayy, ayy
yuh, yuh
dxv
yuh
ayy
ayy
ayy
dxv
dxv, dxv, dxv

(chorus x2)
who you think you talkin to?
who you think you talkin to?
this ain’t no f-ckin interview
i’m countin money till my fingers blue
i’m countin money till my fingers blue
intercontinental revenue
who you think you talkin to?
who you think you talkin to?

(verse 1)
why you runnin up on me
why you comin up to me
why u bummin off of me
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat
did you just summon me
i got the work down under the seat
bad lil b-tch she suckin the meat
we duckin police, im high off the weed
she floodin the streets, she hummin my beat
at the end of the night she swallow my skeet
ate that sh-t up she called it a treat
very next day, find her number, delete
flames i excrete, flames i excrete
i’m glad you think you think, that im sweet
but i don’t f-ck the same ho and repeat
i don’t sneak diss in my tweets
turn a real n-gga to mincemeat
make these old n-gg-ss obsolete
like a farmer n-gga smokin wheat
return a stank ho, even got receipt
no thin hoes i don’t want pet-te
big boujee hoes come with patek
without the money im incomplete
without my day one its bittersweet
on these bars im an athlete
when i find the right one i won’t cheat
your girl is a such a f-ckin bird
mother f-ckin parakeet

(verse 2)
what you mad cause im half white, n-gga
what you mad cause my bark bite, n-gga
what you mad cause my skin kinda light
should be mad that you ain’t in my sight
imma be the next n-gga poppin, while you stay floppin
imma stay droppin, new singles every week
ain’t no stoppin when im in the p-ssy makin her squeak
after we done i take her out shoppin at boutique
when im in the room, b-tch, don’t you speak
when im in the room, n-gga whole crowd done geeked
when im in the room b-tch don’t you speak
when im in the room, n-gga, whole crowd done geeked
why you blockin n-gga, im on a f-ckin hit streak
i got old head haters, collecting antiques
producers tellin me they can’t my handel my technique
cause i change my godd-mn flows, n-gga call me mystique
young n-gga unique, makin money mill meek, i play with the p-ssy, boo, peek!
young n-gga unique, makin money mill meek, i play with the p-ssy, boo, peek!
young n-gga unique, makin money mill meek, i play with the p-ssy, boo, peek!
young n-gga unique, makin money mill meek, i play with the p-ssy, boo, peek!

(outro)
why you runnin up on me
why you comin up to me
why u bummin off of me
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat
im just bumpin to this beat

- dxv lyrics

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