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lp rambo & dd caine - lotta lotta [remix] lyrics

[hook: lp rambo]
lotta lotta drugs, lotta lotta guns
lotta lotta k!llers, rob you for your funds
lotta white cocaine, like brand new pairs of ones
weed so f-ckin’ loud, i just can’t hear you, hun
i just got so high that when i walk, i run
i just got so high, i call my watch a gun
lotta lotta weed, lotta lotta green
you don’t want that hot sh-t, lotta lotta steam, aye

[verse one: lp rambo]
lotta lotta glocks, push a n-gga top back
i don’t want your b-tch, sir, we won’t make no contact
you n-ggas switch designer belts, flex then swap back
what kind of sh-t you on? you n-ggas ain’t popping
told your b-tch get over here, it’s mortal kombat
i’m like a ape and these lil n-ggas is wombats
rob a n-gga sh-t and you ain’t getting guap back
you florida n-ggas done when i find out where my glock at
p-ssy n-ggas done when i found out where they spot at
talking out your mouth, you need some eyes for it watch that
talking out your mouth? when them pockets microscopic
i know you heard bout lp rambo, he’s the trending topic
that’s just how it go, when you counting rolls
when you f-cking hoes, everyone want some gold

[verse two: d0r!3n]
caine! lotta weapons, weapons, f-ck with me then sh-t get hectic
put my 62 on your -ss, my n-gga, rico, he get reckless
n-ggas soft, tryna fit in blocks, these n-ggas think it’s tetris
we throwin’ five stars out this b-tch, you’d think my n-ggas was from texas!
i see words tossed, then sh-t get dropped, when it gets hot
it’s just like hot potato, i fill the clip up, let em fly, bullets fatal
playin’ russian roulette, chamber spin like a dreidel
i pull up with sticks, then put your head on the bricks
bullets bust at your head like you motorin’ t-ts
niels hoegel, catch me taking pics at the er while you laying dead at the litter
we are rambos for a reason, n-ggas change every three months
empty clips, leave these b-tch n-ggas seizing
not salty, not lawry’s, but cycles repeated, so switch if you want, you gon’ pay for your treason
all i smoke is purrp, just like the sunset of the evening
rob a n-gga for his louis, like i kidnapped even stevens
n-ggas saying i won’t do sh-t, when i pull up, n-ggas bleeding
barely breathing, wheezin’, saying you want smoke, lil’ b-tch i’m chiefin’
don’t know bout vinci? he be creepin’, p-ssy need a maxi now, he leaking, d-mn!

[hook: lp rambo & d0r!3n]
lotta lotta drugs, lotta lotta guns
lotta lotta k!llers, rob you for your funds
lotta white cocaine, like brand new pairs of ones
weed so f-ckin’ loud, i just can’t hear you, hun
i just got so high that when i walk, i run
i just got so high, i call my watch a gun
lotta lotta weed, lotta lotta green
you don’t want that hot sh-t, lotta lotta steam

[outro: lp rambo]
lotta lotta glocks, push a n-gga
grrahhh grahhh!

- lp rambo dd caine lyrics

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