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real boston richey - dawggy lyrics

[intro]
yeah
(ayy, 40, what that is?)
you got that?
load ’em more, that n+gga think i got like eight in this b+tch

[chorus]
these cubans on my next bussed up dawgy
i can’t drive the work but i can get ’em to uhaul it
that n+gga say he got one+fifty, d+mn he think that’s ballin’
that n+gga trippin’, i can hit the crib, get seven+fifty up out my closet
they sh+tted on me now that sh+t gon’ cost ’em
i ever hit a l!ck or runnin’ down i’m takin’ all it
the headlights on the benz look like frog eye when it foggy
front my friends, perc’ tens, ain’t never ball+hogging
[verse 1]
that lil’ b+tch be perkin’, why you think that i bе stallin’?
’cause i don’t f+ck wit you
girlfriend turned to my baby mama, so, now, i’m stuck wit’ you
yo’ n+gga ain’t еven worth a fifty, i’m just being a buck wit’ you
yo’ p+ssy good, why the f+ck you think i still put up wit’ you?
i be trapping bubba plates, don’t f+ck wit’ no dog food
and i sold more bricks then yo’ brother, and yo’ dawg too
i feel like ross, this b+tch here super thick, she twenty+two
we slide twenty+two, we in room two+hundred and two
birds go for thirty+two
i’m way to p, i give her way more pleasure then baby blue
when i’m talkin’ trappin’, i’m talkin’ servin’ them bases too
when i’m talkin’ smackin’, i’m talkin’ ’bout gettin’ active too

[verse 2]
i might just buy amg benz come through, i’m a dawgy
“how much of my love do you want?” b+tch, i want all of it
out here dodgin’ all the bad cops, feel like mike lowry
if i ever hit the county, n+gga, i ain’t doin’ no talkin’
i ain’t do no talkin’, n+gga, i just sell white
but my dawg dwight just say he finna teach me how to swipe
sendin’ k2 to my dawg behind the wall through a kite
lead the stud drive the bricks, ’cause n+ggas don’t ever rob dikes
alright n+gga
bring a f+cking gun, don’t bring no knife, n+gga
we don’t bring no dope in through no flights
i spend everything from chef up to the vice
and i rob and trap before i go and hit a heist (yeah)
[chorus]
these cubans on my next bussed up dawgy
i can’t drive the work but i can get ’em to uhaul it
that n+gga say he got one+fifty, d+mn he think that’s ballin’
that n+gga trippin’, i can hit the crib, get seven+fifty up out my closet
they sh+tted on me now that sh+t gon’ cost ’em
i ever hit a l!ck or runnin’ down i’m takin’ all it
the headlights on the benz look like frog eye when it foggy
front my friends, perc’ tens, ain’t never ball+hogging

- real boston richey lyrics

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