lil 2z - dummy! lyrics
[intro]
aha
hahahaha
ay
hahahaha
uh
(ayy, who made it? milan made it, b+tch)
hahahaha, ay
[chorus]
i take the money and f+ck it up, i write the money
if i ain’t had no legs and feet, i’d find a way to chase the money
i got murder money, these n+ggas ain’t even got some hurt you money
f+ck a case ’cause i got i ain’t worried money (f+ck a case)
used to rob and k!ll and steal, done did it all for dirty money
now i got k!llers that’ll do my dirty laundry (my dirty laundry)
they say it’s 50 on my head, a n+gga still ain’t did nothin’
what the f+ck y’all n+ggas doin’, sendin’ flockies? (sendin’ flockies)
[verse]
n+gga, i know you sent that b+tch and i still hit her at my house
if she woulda did anything stupid, i’d put that pistol in her mouth
rich shooters, we get in, handle our business then get out
all i know is stand on business, i might have to sell my couch
he gon’ keep one in the head, we call that a r+t+rded glock
i’m parked two houses down from your’s, i pop the addy and stalked it out
gon’ catch him comin’ out that door, tryna take the garbage out
he tried to run back in the house, they heard the shots and locked him out
i’m just a money gettin’, robbin’, trappin’, hustlin’ ass n+gga
i feel like ari, 2 gon’ always have a money bag with him
i lost 3 n+ggas back+to+back, that sh+t still f+ck with my mental
i told myself ”stop all that cryin”, and went and picked up my pistol
i smell like kush and pocket rock, we was eatin’ cereal for dinner, now i can eat a tomahawk
diamonds punch you in your eye, they prolly charge me with assault
25k in my mouth, b+tch say she like the way i talk (bling)
these n+ggas b+tches, uh, jevon
your papa shoulda wore a condom
the b+tch shoulda got a abort
you shoulda died when you was born
how you lyin’ to your mama, but tell the truth up in court
if i knew this street sh+t was this weird, i woulda just stayed on the porch
[chorus]
i take the money and f+ck it up, i write the money
if i ain’t had no legs and feet, i’d find a way to chase the money
i got murder money, these n+ggas ain’t even got some hurt you money
f+ck a case ’cause i got i ain’t worried money (f+ck a case)
used to rob and k!ll and steal, done did it all for dirty money
now i got k!llers that’ll do my dirty laundry (my dirty laundry)
they say it’s 50 on my head, a n+gga still ain’t did nothin’
what the f+ck y’all n+ggas doin’, sendin’ flockies? dummy (sendin’ flockies)
[outro]
stupid, dumb+ass, r+t+rded
f+ckin’ idiot, ay
aha
it come on with it
uh, aha
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