shy glizzy - dapper don lyrics
[intro]
(itsnelll on the beat, n+gga)
[chorus]
when we cruisin’ through the city, yeah, we ride with them glizzies
and we gon’ pull them triggers case a n+gga get silly
you was cheerin’ them lame n+ggas on, now you gon’ feel me
posted in my hood, thinkin’ ’bout how this the real me
and one thing ’bout them streets, them streets don’t love n0body
they told me that sh+t early when n+ggas k!lled my daddy
ar by my underarm, done caught me one, shawty
they labeled me the dapper don just like jon gotti
[verse 1]
how the f+ck you lack? every n+gga strapped
he ain’t really street, n+gga, he just got attached
out the tank, you get whatever you want, but i’m gon’ need some tax
and i don’t really rap, n+gga, i’m just speakin’ facts
and they ain’t gotta see it, yeah, you know the gun is tucked
and we some paper chasers, nah, they ain’t frontin’ us
you know i keep me a bad b+tch and they be fun to f+ck
i went and got me a bag, b+tch, i had to run it up
and they say i’m a nympho, i got a f+ckin’ problem
the way she suck this d+ck, i go and buy her balenciaga
they say you can’t trust your partners, they some motherf+ckin’ robbers
but tell me what’s a goon to a motherf+ckin’ goblin? oh
[chorus]
when we cruisin’ through the city, yeah, we ride with them glizzies
and we gon’ pull them triggers case a n+gga get silly
you was cheerin’ them lame n+ggas on, now you gon’ feel me
posted in my hood, thinkin’ ’bout how this the real me
and one thing ’bout them streets, them streets don’t love n0body
they told me that sh+t early when n+ggas k!lled my daddy
ar by my underarm, done caught me one, shawty
they labeled me the dapper don just like jon gotti
[verse 2]
sometimes more is less, n+ggas can’t contest
i told ’em over and over, it’s not checkers, yeah, it’s chess
i taught her how to monetize so she say i’m the best
i asked her what’s her ring size? she said, “vvs”
it’s glizzy gang for life, n+gga, i don’t f+ck with traitors
and loc, that like my blood brother, we call him the mayor
told savage he a g.o.a.t., that mean you one of the greatest
stay off them percolators and go up the elevator
n+gga, this sh+t ain’t rigged, we just tell it like it is
when you start gettin’ them m’s, put away half for your kids
got a young n+gga named gizz, he’ll hit you with the sig
forever tre+7, that’s on the streets or a bid, yeah
[chorus]
when we cruisin’ through the city, yeah, we ride with them glizzies
and we gon’ pull them triggers case a n+gga get silly
you was cheerin’ them lame n+ggas on, now you gon’ feel me
posted in my hood, thinkin’ ’bout how this the real me
and one thing ’bout them streets, them streets don’t love n0body
they told me that sh+t early when n+ggas k!lled my daddy
ar by my underarm, done caught me one, shawty
they labeled me the dapper don just like jon gotti
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