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potter payper - daily duppy lyrics

i know man that have done things, now the fear haunts ’em/when he was young and he was riding with that george foreman/and he was sitting on the block don in pure boredom/ i’m telling you my life story this ain’t piers morgan, positive thoughts see i was young and i was lost for this cause/ remember ricky got robbed for his jewels/ remember i was getting schooled by some crooks/and that was back when i was grinding i wasn’t hitting no (shubs?)/i know my nan done the best that she could/but i was out here and i was moving dirty in the hood/ask kitty man they’ll tell you i’m certie with budge/but thats enough of that sorry, i got paper on my mind and i done lost a lot of time and i will never get that money back/something loud on me let me bust a pack/i’m be smoking bags, hopping out of something flash and i don’t just do it man i do it with panache/ i be chilling with some acts i need problems its cl-ss/but i don’t the agg rather kick it with a yag/slim ting she got a back something i just wanna grab/i’m a belvadere boy probably drinking like a stag/crown court sport i ain’t trialling in no mag/potter think he bad, potter been a blaggerman i’m talking armed blags/where i’m froms gutter man, bucket full of crabs/bottom of the barrel its dirty this jimmy saville/ heart all on my sleeve, starving couldn’t breath/ thought y3b conversations with a fiend danny zuko i got greece bet they wish they woke the beast/ i’m got nothing for a jezzy, i got nothing for police/i got something for a wigga, leave your family bereaved/ tell me dawg you ever grieved/living how i’m living it’ll have you on your dean/you could have the women of your dreams and you’ll be adam getting eve’d/ yeah honey nice and she be thicker than some thieves/but back to how i get i be bagging up in steves/flying down the a13 man i was weighing 28’s at like age 13/ and i got conny on the heavy load thats word to kb man i still serve em i still beat em i never get complacent man its proper or its decent/hate you when your broke i bet they hate you when your eating/a youngens on tag every night he keeps reaching/but i was just out of sense how the f-ck i’m gone teach him/little girl pregnant mum speeched her to keep it/ they’re all getting caught up in the street sh-t/but you got to take positive from the negative/like jail life in the day is so repeatative/and you don’t see the problem cause everyone is selling it/and everyone around you is on some sort of benefit/its a sad day when you can’t even trsut your relative/ i got trust issues/community is thriving off of drug missuse/ you see the things your serving, see the ping it kind of f-cks with you/so you use that weed smoke to try to uplift you/cloud 9 now the wanna be hearing sh-t well its about time/i’m robin thicke these blurred lines got me thinking this ain’t pharrel i was out there to make it sell my bruddas was there with me through the worst time i’m russian rouletting with my liberty/still i’m on to any type of dough in my vincinty/they trap like its fashion i got respect for those who haven’t and nothing good from selling misery

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