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rappin’ mitch - m&m lyrics

[verse 1: deux]
riding round in that billy dee old school what you talking bout
sub woofers on sour des, too loud for your mama house
young boy wit a lot of dreams got screwed up like swisher house
all i want is a lot of cream little debbie out the trap house
i ain’t touch no major keys still the best when the summers out
they can have summer 19 as long my checks clear when the summers out
start a riot with my two chains
kick game on lu cain
wrist look like a glow stick when we night ride in that bruce wayne
i’m gone, zooming, fresher than i’ve ever been
stunting is a habit so i guеss that makes me vetеran
hating is your problem, i’m the topic of the talk again
half a dollar to my name i hustle more than many man

[verse 2: rappin’ mitch]
good god i’m gracious
whipping dope in a pale now, ghetto n+ggas eating kale now
well well now, well well now
eyes bloodshot, run buck shots
big guns they deer hunt, hoody season, don’t fear none
better kriss kross, that’s jump jump, or low duck
get dumped on, n+gga dump trucks
my unc gone and i’m amped up
cut corners and turnips
slang dusk shrooms need mushroom
riding in this fresh green, whatever n+gga
cucumbers, lettuce n+gga
orange seats, they leather n+gga
top off, it’s severed n+gga
no friends, no failure n+gga
nothing else compares to indeux sermons
we taking turns in bridge burning
lord keep us away from these bad omens
i’m praying over my meal cause, we ill cuz
good see our way to a mill cuz, what’s the dill

- rappin mitch lyrics

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