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luldaniel – sliddnblowing lyrics

gettymob gettymob gettymob gettymob
(i said it’s f-cking payday mother f-cker!)

[dukeee]
i just bought a thousands chains for my check
she dippin diamonds [?] she looking rich
just bought a benz out the lot it’s looking lit
and i’m finna buy a yacht for my kids
my neighbors know that they keep on calling the pigs
i came from nothing i buy whatever it is
i’m up to sum [?]
she wanna f-ck me she wanna have all my kids
i just bought my favorite lambo out the trap spot
yo favorite rapper now that rapper he’s a caption
my whole gang we divided like a fraction
the paparazzi keep on fl!cking like a snap shot
[?] we just kicked in the trap he got the ak
and we stay together just like craig and dae dae
every time we spin the block yo know it’s pay day
and every time we hit the opps they screaming “mayday”

[lul daniel]
(man down)
gettymob gang got these n-gga short
i rock gucci with my polo it’s the perfect look
i was gettin in that stolo tryna flip some money
i start getting to that money n-ggas acting funny
i heard you had the bl!cky on you but you scared to buss it
yo chain fake my sh-t bussin f-ck that talking i’m gon’ buss it
red bottom i be stepping, i took off n-gga catch me
imma whoop the bread you can call it calamari
my white girl a slime yeah i call her bl–dy marry
won’t take nun jit you scary
i shake some sh-t [?]
i play that game fair, just don’t get embarr-ssed
i caught ’em on the stairs now that boy sleeping upstairs
all my music hitting, vvs is hittin
boy that stuff was hittin, how come you ain’t hit it?
beat him out his jeans, i’m true to my religion
he getting to with me, his family gon end up missing him
these n-ggas with all them dissin, these n-ggas with all that trippin
these n-ggas must be on flock, i put me a n-gga on fox
i put me a n-gga on tv, i hit me a n-gga with an xd
i hit me a n-gga with a combo special
she left you cause she know i’m special
i ain’t say nothin she say i’m better
gettymob gotta be fly no [?]
cold little n-gga gotta be put on a sweater
you get outta line i’m slanging that metal
you get outta line i’m putting you in check
chasing that bag you chasing yo ex
i gave her a pill the one with the x
n-ggas is flex [?] flesh
i’m really stepping unlike the rest
this sh-t a game i unlock the best
i don’t wanna cuff resist arrest
you the one to talk now look you dead
look at my dawg they eating they fed
i don’t gotta write it’s all in my head
run up on me and get put to bed
n-gga is red you know how i play it
n-gga is red you know how it be
shout out to n-ggas that’s tryna be me
we hit his block and shot up his streets
i get a block and sew up the street
walk in yo sh-t like i got the key
i got some sneakers that i gotta keep
i got some b-tches that i gotta keep
i got some b-tches that i gotta beat

- luldaniel lyrics

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