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peso peso - d.o.t.n lyrics

[verse 1: sancho saucy]
my lil’ hoe be mad at me, i won’t put these racks up
ran off with her money, ’cause i had to get my racks up
everytime we do it, shawty holdin’ up to arrest us
i’mma real g, when i take a p+ss, i stand up
i might p+ss on the toilet, hoe, ’cause i ain’t got no manners

[verse 2: peso peso]
i just ran off on the plug, ’cause i had to get my bands up
i just knocked them for a zo, he call her phone and she won’t answer
and that b+tch got so much ass, i had to make her be a dancer
i’m smokin’ woods to the face
‘sace ridin’ with a k
we poured another eight
i was trappin’ out the gate
i’m from the bottom of the biri, we be slidin’ ‘eryday

[verse 3: sauce gohan]
my momma walked up in the room, told me to throw my glock away
ridin’ around town, sendin’ shots away
n+gga f+ck yo’ set, shoot opps for days
i’m serving p’s, you ain’t got no plays
my traphouse jumpin’, full of jakes
stacked my chips up, frito lays
the b+tch want cash and i want face
i was ten toes on the block, when i seen twelve, i jumped the gate
[verse 4: sancho saucy]
bought my b+tches foreign cars and audemars
new tiffany, i’m on the north, drippin’ sauce
big (?) won’t say sh+t to me
i superglued my glizzy to my palm, so that b+tch stick with me
i ain’t beefin’ on the gram, so it ain’t no point to mention me
saunchy skoot up with them choppas, let that b+tch sing like a symphony

[verse 5: peso peso]
i broke a b+tch for 30 bands and then flew her out to italy
i told that b+tch she gotta pay me everyday or she can’t live with me
yeah, we posted up and trappin’, but we still makin’ deliveries
you workin’ for a worker but you claim to be a boss
i’m on west road right now, drippin’ lots of sauce
tell that n+gga eat a bullet, tell his b+tch to l!ck my b+lls
no, i came in with the pipe, i’ll pipe a n+gga down

[verse 6: sauce gohan]
i put versace on my drawers
i played them left, weren’t right at all
we just f+cked up 20 racks inside the galleria mall
ar clip, it hold a .30, but shoot 16, pau gasol
caught a play, i want it all
we run routes, shoot dice and all
yeah, my ice is really froze
i came up sellin’ dough
i was 16 when my granny kick my ass up out the door
but i came up of the floor
stack racks like dominoes
send the packs to where you want it, but we strapped like gi joe
blow yo’ spot up no c4

- peso peso lyrics

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