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phresher - danny devito lyrics

[produced by young trip]

[chorus: desiigner]
pockets on danny devito
pockets on danny, pockets on danny
pockets on danny devito
pockets on danny devito
i said my pockets on danny devito
pockets on danny, pockets on danny
pockets on danny devito
pockets on danny devito
d-danny devito
if you getting money, your pockets on danny devito, danny devito
the fifties and hundreds, your pockets on danny devito, danny devito
the b-tches they love you, your pockets on danny devito, danny devito
so f-ck all the haters, the block is on danny devito, danny devito

[verse 1: phresher]
pockets on danny devito
feelin’ like papi when he sell a kilo
jordan when he hit the jumper on ehlo
i do my thing, might kick out on a lilo, st-tch
snitches get st-tches for real
if you knew better you’d keep your mouth sealed
b-tch give me face while i’m steering the wheel
wait ‘til she find out i ain’t got a deal, oh no
that beat goes on but i ain’t sonny bono
s-xting each other like i’m making a p-rno
girl in the place and i feel like i’m romo
pretty [?] b-tches be giving me coño
look to her left, she was sucking a dude
stepped in the [?] looking impeccable
phenomenal far from regular dude
time money, don’t got a second to lose
i bet you wish you was me, wooh
i bet you wish you was me, you
just let me be, what could it be
cause you fallin’ off significantly
keep it [?] while whipping the v
love me or hate me, no difference to me
that sh-t why [?] she listen to me
suck me or f-ck me, no difference to me
godd-mn, as long i come b-tch
how you get it [?] d-ck and bubblegum b-tch
shawty said it ain’t tricking if you got it
you’re d-mn right, but i ain’t the one b-tch
on to the next n-gga, ‘cause i’m on to the next b-tch
i’m the wrong one to mess with
drop bands on a necklace
cause i’m young, restless, and reckless

[verse 2: rowdy rebel]
b-tch i got hundreds on hundreds, like i own the casino
b-tch my pockets so fat, they danny devito
call up my boy quentin, they on carlos santana
and i might get a kilo, just to put on his neck if he catch a [?]
b-tch i’m dirty my reefer
just dirty my sprite, yeah my two liter
if she saucy i eat her
sike i’m just lying, that’s a [?]
i just roll up this keisha
pop a new ride, kick it with keisha
b-tch i’m riding a teacher
all them hating -ss n-ggas, i made them believers
it’s the takeover ether
this the crack that bobby was selling to rita
now it’s taking your feature
send me the money, i go f-ck your beat up
n0body can beat us
ballin’ on n-ggas, go tell ‘em to d up
i run like a cheetah
choppin’ the [?] on the blunt of your beater

- phresher lyrics

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