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nario da don – dope flow lyrics

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aye man

(yeah) chill with all that cappin’ (don’t n0body wanna hear all that sh+t)

aye this that dope flow right here (hahahaha)

this off the top of the head

(yeah) this how i do on that oil

n+ggas they be trippin they get murk for that (bow bow bow bow)

i just f+cked a b+tch on a percocet (i just f+cked her in a)

i just bought a 40 and a dirty tech (it’s a dirty dirty tech)

on my hip i keep a rusty bernie mac (i’m squeezin’)

b+tch you bet not leave you get hurt for that (ima beat yo ass)

is the head good is it worth the stack (is that top gas)

two zips of m’s that’s like thirty racks (it’s real high)
the hood kinda hot check the thermostat (they callin now)

b+tch i’m from the ave i know you heard of that (i know you hеard b+tch)

we was skippin school we was servin’ crack (wе was servin’ mama)

she rode me for a hour that b+tch hurt my back (she hurt my back)

gimmie that lil’ p+ssy ima murder that (ima tear that p+ssy up)

she asked me for some money and a birkin bag (for what b+tch)

hoe i cannot save you go to church for that (hahahahaha)

but if you hold a sack you get a purse for that (you get a purse b+tch)

if you got five racks you get a verse for that (you get a verse for that)

you be snoozin’ i’m just movin’ i be coolin’ hoe (i be coolin i be)

and made a 20k play in some new girbauds (these some new girbauds)

she let me spend her taxes that lil’ stupid hoe (that lil stupid thot)
he want a halftime at the super bowl (ima score him now)

b+tch my prices high i be waxin’ (i ain’t lyin)

my homie say i’m trippin’ i be taxin’ (like you taxin)

she let me skeet on her face without askin’ (i skeeted skeeted)

that means i put some dressing on her salad (haha get that ?)

three thousand that’s jafres i know you heard of murder (i know you heard of 3 thou)

i’m the weed man b+tch i serve the servers (b+tch i serve the dope)

my cousin he on drugs i’m gon’ serve him serve him (i’m gon serve it it)

i bought a water gun she a squirter squirter (she be skeetin everywhere)

i just told wig aye get me a condom (aye throw the condom rapper)

he said stupid b+tch look i don’t use condoms (man f+ck you fat b+tch)

ask me for a fade know that we gon’ jump him (you know we gon jump yo ass)
one on ones they turn into royal rumbles (we gon beat em up)

i just robbed the plug for his bugettis (his bugettis)

i just sold some crack to auntie leti (come here auntie i love you)

b+tch i sell gas it’s unleaded (it’s the premium)

she told me f+ck me no b+tch f+ck your mammy (f+ck your daddy too)

i nutted in her d+mn i ain’t plan it (i ain’t plan it i pulled)

she told me that she pregnant then i panicked (that ain’t my baby i swear)

100k in dubs you can’t spread it (you can’t spread that)

i gotta get that head i gotta fetish (i gotta get that top now)

in the kitchen snead main he a wizard

i just seen him turn it to a blizzard (a wizard)

i’m bout to shoot like rock paper scissors (bout to shoot paper scissors)

i just put some hot sauce on my gizzards (i put some hot sauce on my gizzards)

in the kitchen whippin’ up some power grits (powder powder)

i just bought some dope it came from bobby fish (came from bobby fishie)

show me them lil’ racks and its a robbery b+tch (i’m gon rob you)

got a curve on the stick it ain’t no hockey stick (this ain’t no hockey stick)

i be countin’ money til my palms hurtin’ (til my palms hurtin’)

i done bagged more green than a lawn service (that’s a whole lotta green)

i really got them racks lil’ b+tch i ain’t hurtin’ (i hurtin’ b+tch)

let me get that head like a brain surgeon (like a brain suck it now)

hahahahaha

this that dope flow

all that sh+t off the dome

we really sellin’ dope

like for real for real

yeah

4 way bottom baby

biatch

- nario da don lyrics

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