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lil duke - out da seal lyrics

[chorus]
we pour that lean out the seal and my mind on a mil’
and these b-tches, they know what it is
don’t play with my n-gg-s, you know we don’t feel you
we don’t got no feelings, somebody gettin’ k!lled
you know i’m ridin’ with real
probably geeked up off a pill
no cap, i just signed a deal
i want that big house on the hill
can’t fall in love with no b-tch
f-ck the fame, i’d rather be rich
diamonds on me and they glist’
brought the flame, rack on my wrist
i’m in the club and i got the strap on me
n-gg- run up on me, i’m never lackin’
country boy comin’ in, they want the package
and i let ’em have it, you know i’ma tax it

[verse 1]
the beat is by isaac laflame
b-tch, i be fly like a plane
i hope that b-tch ain’t your main
she let my dawgs run a train (on god)
i got a bag and i stayed the same
boy, how the f-ck can i change? (how? how?)
diamonds, they wet like it’s rain
gin-bili, dub for the chain
12 get behind me, i’m jumpin’ the fence
run through that work like i’m lynch
young n-gg- straight out the trench
i never sat on the bench
flew overseas and met a few baddy lil’ b-tches
i know how to speak a lil’ french
they on they knees, they callin’ me daddy
she say i’m a boss and they treat me like prince
i’m eatin’ shrimp with the grits
on the top floor at the ritz
i was just hittin’ them licks
thousand or better for kicks
i cannot let up for sh-t
my n-gg-s’ll wet up your b-tch
they comin’ to me for the tip
bet they gon’ empty the clip, on crip

[verse 2]
every day, shrimp with the steak
storm in the club, need a rake
all of my n-gg-s, they straight
i get you throwed in a lake
i like this b-tch, she my ace
she let me c-m on her face
bad little b-tch with no waist
and she gon’ stay in her place
i got the b-tch doin’ tip drills
i’m tryna see how the b-tch lips feel
flexin’ like i’m in gymnastics
she made out of plastic, but this sh-t feel real
we had them guns, tryna k!ll bill
rollin’ geekin’ off a x pill
cashin’ out on all these checks still
she want me to see how that neck feel
i do what i wanna, i’m talkin’ ’bout numbers
and i do this sh-t for my mama
these n-gg-s bitin’ like piranhas, they act like they want it
but really they don’t want no drama
ain’t no such thing as a drought
these b-tches don’t want nothin’ but clout
i put seven grams in a stout
double cup me, pour me out (lean, lean)

- lil duke lyrics

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