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grubby pawz & borirock - dezzy lyrics

[intro: borirock]
you are listening to 66.6fm, wavy bullet radio
teflon motherf+ckin’ hoot, b+tch (on dogz)
it’s me, n+gga (grubby, you did it again)
on dogz (it’s us, n+gga), grubby (v glitch)
uh (that’s on dogz), yeah (on dogz)

[verse 1: borirock & al.divino]
half these b+tches ain’t worth a re+up (two+dollar house)
like b+tches ’bout money, so i link with lea (lea my baby)
my moms think she a mamacita (baddy)
plug like lulu, met ’em at the cleaners (aceito)
n+gga lookin’ hot in them louis sneakers (you like hot, papi)
you can get the box, but she still my diva (freaky, yo)
had to do a lot, so i charge for features (had to do a lot, motherf+cker)
n+ggas get a feeling like i don’t spit ether (why you mad? ’cause i’m charging?)
your followers don’t care about you (goofy)
my followers’ll air you out, fool (grrt)
they support the god (on dogz), i support the squad (aha)
if this was basketball (feed the family), i’m a shootin’ guard (yup)
i’m a shootin’ star (kyrie irving this sh+t), goin’ through the odds (yup, kyrie)
goin’ through the odds, yup, goin’ through the odds (grrt, boom)
i sell dope, sell coke too (brr)
i sell flows, let me know if you got protools (i’m rappin’ this sh+t)
i’m pullin’ out in quay, let’s record somethin’
was on some dumb sh+t, now we on to somethin’ (feed the family)
my n+ggas could’ve been jail birds (grrt)
but we spitters
ironic, n+gga (let’s spit, hard), worst come to worst
i’m on fire, n+gga (i got this), every verse is a he+rs+
let’s gets this money, n+gga, ’bout time we get this money, n+gga (ayo, huh?, on dogz, n+gga, vino)
[verse 2: al.divino]
need a half+a+mill’ in cash just in the wall stash (you heard?)
crush glass on a plate, she sniff a hole right through her nose, nothin’ less (nah)
‘ppreciate every moment like it’s the last l!ck (that’s right)
carrera fast, this a hobby, don’t gotta crash (nah)
faretta digi’ dash, fl!ck the ash in your face
was down bad on the ground (aha), last couple hundred, had to finesse somethin’
son, next i bet the bank on it, just wait on it (just wait)
broke mornin, just for plays, we was on it heavy
now the luxury loft look like heaven (swoop), so much migos, got me debty (huh?)
infrared dot dezzy (bing), come from nothin’, how could i not be petty?
lotta benjis, non+stop ‘fetti (krrt), top models at the getty now
like ‘pac, i get around (ay), b+tch, huh?

[skit]
how y’all doin’ today? (cool, cool)
you wanna see some .9s?
some .9s, from the top of the line of .9s i have a walther’s p88
listed for fifteen+hundred dollars
i have a zastava, a ruger, beretta
taurus, heckler koch, smith & wesson
sig sauer, browning, daewoo
glock, springfield, jericho
colt
i get one each

- grubby pawz borirock lyrics

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