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pete banks & dbait - cappin' lyrics

{verse 1 part 1: pete banks 100}
i blew the salary cap up
making deposits with mack trucks
i do the birdman hand rub
collabo with dbait so stand up
it’s a million and 1 ways to make it
don’t gotta fake it
get your weight up bish
i just couldn’t take it don’t like waiting
word to my wrist
i just gotta have it i’ma savage
for the moula guap the cabbage
shifting gears inside a foreign
doesn’t come in automatic
in a tropic destination
because stunting is a habit
i gotta have it on you f+ckboys
{verse 1 part 2: dbait}
sorry to f+ckboys i gotta have it
gimme more i’m what you call an addict
swipin’ a badge can get problematic
b+tch i’m all about gettin’ it automatic
raking it in while i’m on a mattress
punchin’ hours for a boss is backwards
punchin’ hours i ain’t onto that sh+t
let me punch in a rap
and get guap from ad libs
back on the low stackin’ it more
when it come to gettin paper
you know that i’m never gon’ stop
whack’s what i don’t happen to know
dope is what i’m f+ckin’ made of
every time i spit it’s gon’ bop
tap with your toes dance on the floor
the beat gonna meet its maker
cuz i k!ll it when it’s gon’ drop
savage with no damage control
you can’t see me see ya later
i’m the truth it’s really no lie

[hook]
the game
it’ll never be the same
i’m in the motherf+ckin’ turning lane
hit the gas no brake
heard somebody getting hit but
i don’t know what happened
i just keep it real everyday no cappin’
f+ck what they gotta say
f+ck what they gotta say
uh
{verse 2 part 1: pete banks 100}
who you know flowing this easy
hitting the money dance like i’m chris breezy
jordan on the dream team
hitting a 3 peat
get money repeat and i make it look easy
it’s pete banks 1 double 0
i thought i told all these suckas before
they don’t want none of this smoke
got the game in a choke and ain’t letting go
and i dribble dabble when i make it happen
cross over left when i’m back in traffic
gone for a sec but i’m back to active
shoot with that fire so automatic
everybody saying how i changed
but i always been me so i don’t feel the same
yeah i put that on me
yeah put that on the gang

{verse 2 part 2: dbait}
put that on the gang
i ain’t got no time to put up with these lames
i stay on my grind man that’s nothing to me
i stick to the money we one in the same
ben frank is my buddy i’m loving his face
he make the ladies wanna cuddle with me
dbait money crazy that ain’t up for debate
i’m bout to get it the coin i won’t split it with no one
won’t stop till i’m runnin’ the game
no competition your boy been a menace
i don’t give a f+ck i let all of em hate
the track is a hit and i won’t ever give in
i’m trying to get out man i hustle to change
had to burn bridges the suckas ain’t with it
if they wanna talk man it’s f+ck what they say
[hook]
the game
it’ll never be the same
i’m in the motherf+ckin’ turning lane
hit the gas no brake
heard somebody getting hit but
i don’t know what happened
i just keep it real everyday no cappin’
f+ck what they gotta say
f+ck what they gotta say

- pete banks dbait lyrics

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