lil johnnie - deuce deuce lyrics
[intro]
(cashmoneyap)
[hook: lil johnnie]
i just dropped a deuce deuce in the fanta
swear that extended clip look like a banana
i just dropped a deuce deuce up in the fanta
and i don’t f-ck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
i just dropped a deuce deuce in the fanta
swear that extended clip look like a banana
i just dropped a deuce deuce up in the fanta
and i don’t f-ck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
[verse 1: lil johnnie]
i don’t f-ck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
and i don’t give a f-ck about your f-ckin’ nana
all my brothers on the block stay with them hammers
they ain’t buildin’ houses, they pull up and blam ya
you ain’t talkin’ money there ain’t shit to say
callin’ up the plug, i need a zip a day
holdin’ out your knock well that’s a give-a-way
you a pussy b-tch it’s in your dna
i feel i’m pac the way i turn that deuce to a dub
i feel i’m pac the way i hit that lean with the cut
hit that lean with the cut
this a swamp in my cup
i just got a pint through the mail man
i’ve been smokin’ dope with my mail man
i’ve been livin’ shit with like a mail man
got that cookie-cookie by the bail man
[hook: lil johnnie]
i just dropped a deuce deuce in the fanta
swear that extended clip look like a banana
i just dropped a deuce deuce up in the fanta
and i don’t f-ck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
i just dropped a deuce deuce in the fanta
swear that extended clip look like a banana
i just dropped a deuce deuce up in the fanta
and i don’t f-ck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
[verse 2: slim jesus]
i just dropped a deuce in a pineapple soda
then i called up lil johnnie on his motorola
told him i need a couple ounces of og yoda
said he on his way and we finna roll up
then it’s back to the trap and i’m countin’ yola
i don’t play bout my money, no remote controller
i got shooters on call and they stay poured up
they pull up on ya, k!ll you quicker than ebola
yeah i be with the savages where it’s dangerous
and we don’t f-ck with 12 they ain’t scarin’ shit
funk we do a lot of flexin’ he just movin’ licks
we run up in his house and we takin’ shit
say he got a bad b-tch, he just talkin’ shit
my b-tch bad, your b-tch fat, you call her thick
and i sold you cut lean cause you a straight lick
go ahead, run up on me, you gon’ eat this clip
[hook: lil johnnie]
i just dropped a deuce deuce in the fanta
swear that extended clip look like a banana
i just dropped a deuce deuce up in the fanta
and i don’t f-ck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
i just dropped a deuce deuce in the fanta
swear that extended clip look like a banana
i just dropped a deuce deuce up in the fanta
and i don’t f-ck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
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