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fly anakin & koncept jack$on - dime$ lyrics

[intro: some movie]
wait for me on the outside
we were gonna go to hawaii

[intro: koncept jack$on]
yeah
yo, check it out y’all
what what, yo yo
yeah yeah yeah
[?] n+gga
yo

[verse 1: koncept jack$on]
i’m player one at ya’ crib, got the see+through controller
supreme boosting quotas, mimosas
for the trophy once he had that doja rolled up
when i arrive that’s for bijou de lola
car might get down and bone up but i can’t lounge and hold ya’
thats cold but you dig the background and persona
i blow my phone, just know you’re rolling home
perform the s+x games and mental, what she in it for
she only call me pet names when it’s intercourse
sort of hunger before the beginning loss
this summer we winning large
[?] more velour suits, beige linen
poured a portion of raw truths and my dame lay in ’em
he rap like he tryna have g+y children
soufleing kitchens, distant from disarraying, we raises different
wild flowers in the sp+ceship, blaze piff
with my emo shawty with the great tips, yeah
[chorus: fly anakin]
remember the times i hung with the dimes
remember the times i f+cked a few, yah
remember the times i hung with the dimes
and all the wild sh+t we used to do, yah
remember the times i hung with the dimes
remember the times i f+cked a few, yah
remembering the times, it was on my mind
[?] for two, yo, yah

[verse 2: fly anakin]
ayy, the p+ssy tasted like a milkshake
the head was even better and that sh+t like a sweepstakes
we had plans to switch states, she eatin’ my cake
despicable, f+ckin’ on sat+rday was a ritual
sweet p+ssy
the rush from ya’ pores, open the door to your mental to get you out your pants, now i’m in you
the feelings never mutual, sh+t
don’t be stupid, boo, it’s me and you on this road, don’t f+ck up ya’ shoes
i gave you them jewels and made you them moves
you stupid b+tches g+nius
[?] blast, i really mean it
give royal sloppy for the p+n+s, shawty thought she was the meaning, the light
i’m livin’ trife with the condom in the trash can
giving her pipe and runnin’ the light
and f+ck that sh+t and f+ck that b+tch
my n+ggas gettin’ rich
order his and hers beamers for the summertime, a b+tch’s beeline
times tryin’ but i’m coastin’ the sh+t, yo
[chorus: fly anakin]
remember the times i hung with the dimes
remember the times i f+cked a few, yah
remember the times i hung with the dimes
and all the wild sh+t we used to do, yah
remember the times i hung with the dimes
remember the times i f+cked a few, yah
remembering the times, it was on my mind
[?] for two, yo, yah

- fly anakin koncept jackon lyrics

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