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sashi b - we the dopest lyrics

chorus:
man, we the dopest. we got to dope sh-t
f-ck the deferent. b-tch you ain’t no artist
stop using you left brain, give you a headache
partying on sofas cus we bounce till that bed break
f-ck your indoor voice: i use my whole voice
all these endorphins got me loaded these homeboys
what are you 45? talkin’ about lower the noise
you m-f-s don’t know us. boy we the dopest

haters debating. they exclaiming,”they the ones who made it”
graduationed from the bas-m-nt so basically cut the lame sh-t
i’ve been around with these brown dudes ain’t taking that i’d f-ck with em’
they making jams till the fame point me out when i’m out shopping in public
i’m a bad boy. why you lookin mad boo? sittin’ in the back sipping shampoo with bamboo
i’m that dude. you rant to. homeboy left he cus you had him as a tattoo
shout out to chapel trill, the hill fly high like daffodils
shawdys got madame pill’s. ya boy’s a man of mills
well not defiantly. in future we in beverley hills
with white girls in beverley with no felonies
blond locks soaking the dress of me, with her friends on me
it ain’t hard to see

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my flow is out of this world, perhaps like a sat-alight
the day i don’t spend at night -ss a nine
i like to pack a ‘9 when i’m driving through all these signs
yeah right i’m just lying i’m a joke i’m pantomiming
i ain’t lying when i’m saying that this game was meant for me
stop paying out these clippers and pay attention to me
not to make up what you’re taking up so hot there making bacon on ’em
wait a second, there be a problem: so whys salminina always on ’em?
we grind we grind like workers who show on time
used to be afraid that the greatest wasn’t mine
but then i decided whats a penny to a dime?… nuthin

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i be that pretty motherf-cker. call it asap sashi
shoutout to my g hakim for shakin was in givanchi
stephen ponsi reachin up the leaderboards
weines need to stay off my weiny godd-mn my p-n-s sore
time got me bulimic, hoes. dope or gold? i’m either or
breathing hard but clearly we ain’t a demon tho
i’m a motherf-cking boss a f-cking boss
while we playin toxic girls get into saddles
motherf-ckers talkin’ twitterin’ but can’t raise their kids
but i got up off my -ss trying to get to where vegas is
quote me,”i’mma blow up in a year” but maybe b-tch
thats what keef did…

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- sashi b lyrics

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