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lo.ceasar - miss ducy lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yo
yeah, yo
yeah, yo
yeah

[verse 1: starker]
the god be stylin’ in the latest thousand dollar flim sh-t
(ay yo starker what’s popping?)
you know my n-gg- same sh-t
might see me speedin’ down lavonia baby i’m a stoner
i hold my t-tle like royal rumble mixtape in moma
dipset diplomas my diplomatic immune i go in
(you want no parts of this)
new rappers wonder who starker is
my rhyme a scholarship don’t make me go and start my sh-t
thuggin’ like carter 6 these artists think they hard ‘n sh-t
you out your starter ‘fit
yo pardon homie beatin’ his shorty, he work real hard
i’m catchin’ charges bustin’ bussies
regardless drivin’ the beam i do
i mean to make a couple quick hundreds throughout my weekend
shorty knew my kicks was more than her louis purse
so she do me dirt
my n-gg-s bring the fish to the table like they don’t do dessert
my baby mama started givin’ me drama but i be doin’ work
when i be movin’ work bigger chains
clearner kicks this be my newer shirt
n-gg-s isn’t settin’ shop in this b-tch i’ma do it first
ayo my homie cop the mickey mouse rollie was never snitchin’ though
the yola give n’ go
i’m certified jersey, i been a pro
i’m sinnin’ with the cinnamon women ready and willin’
suck my off all in the back of the beamer swallow my children
son get em’ high i’m gettin’ high in bedford
styvanson bussies blow up my throw away
my flashy allen iverson tendencies tend to go away
this n-gg- sneezed in front of my soda mad yola blow away
he had to pay for every last flake
yo, i need a frikitona to hold it down
like the sample used by the alchemist
yo know my dog’s a fight but i ain’t playin’ for the falcons d-ck

yo what’s goin’ on boss lemme get a lo.ceasar

[verse 2: yl]
stalk the streets seen you from across the street
b-tch i creep like tlc
23 n-gg-s still wanna see id
find y with the pack back in vip
your boyfriend still shoppin’ at v.i.m
i don’t know n-body wanna be like him
tryna test somethin’ physical read about it in my interview
might just treat the b-tch like she invisible
triple double y’s life’s like a highlight
i might lose it on the second on the right night
weed loud like the benz engine
it’s young y like the next question
catch me at yo’ next session
ignore your text message and i let you know already
if i like i’ma get it i don’t even think
in my city high without the caramel complexion
disconnected time drags like european minks
(what’re you doing sat-rday night? what about friday night?)
you know i keep it movin’ like a two for ten
give me time i slow down like brand nubian
she in love with the sound, she wanna do me in
it’s kinda hard to shut her down when the booty thick
she in the other room sendin’ me a booty pic
i’m gettin’ to it as if it was my duty and
we keep it rockin’ like it really never truly ends
even though its old to me its still new to them
even though its old to you its still knew to them
(s’get outta here yo)

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