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sugarhill ddot - dream 33 lyrics

close your eyes, shut your mouth (grrah+grrah)
dream a dream and get us out (grrah+grrah, boom)
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream (grrah+grrah, boom, grrah+grrah, boom)
hit the hay, fast asleep (war’s too nasty, every opp shot)
dream a dream, you little bleep (y’all n+ggas know the vibes, n+gga, everything for notti)
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream (ah)

why they talkin’ on bro like this sh+t a joke?
whe+when i hop out the v i’ma throw (grrah+grrah boom)
yus gz, stop talkin’ on notti
like you ain’t get shots to ya body
try+tryna slide through the 8, tryna catch lil’ scottie
if i catch her, beat her with thе grip
’cause they talk on lil’ notti, you know that it’s lit
all that 41 sh+t to my d+ck
b+both of they moms dеad
when i slide, better duck with your b+tch (grrah+grrah boom)
got a target, i bet i won’t miss
got a glock on my waist, i been fiendin’ to cl!ck (ah)
notti bop? that was funny
smokin’ lay, he went out like a dummy (lay lay)
don’t forget that i’m smokin’ on dummy
you get shot if you hop like a bunny, b+tch
but i’m in the field, too tact
on my sitchy, i could never lack
ten toes down, always got my knocker
you get shot if you jackin’ a flocka (every flocka shot)
ayy yo, crash, why you was runnin’?
i was fiendin’ to up it in public (on bro)
ballin’ for notti, you know how we comin’
rg got the knock, so he fiendin’ to up it (lil’ notti gang)
call up aj, he move too tact
ski’d+up, brodie be ready to clap (grrah)
i can’t feel my face
all these dead n+ggas got me laced
when i walk through that block i ain’t leavin’ no trace
got a knock on my hip, i ain’t comin’ to play (grrah)
f+ck a blue check, i’m tryna get rich
i’ma cop me a carti and f+ck on ya b+tch
lil’ baba, she doin’ the d+ck
she gon’ give me the drop on a opp and it’s lit
call up dudey, i pass the assist
everything dead, better stay with ya grip (grrah+grrah, boom)
why the opps always dissin’? they always on d+ck
talk on notti, i’m lettin’ it rip
spin through the rey, tryna catch me a crip
if i catch c blu, yeah, i’m lettin’ it rip (reywayk)

why they talkin’ on bro like this sh+t a joke?
whe+when i hop out the v i’ma throw (grrah+grrah boom)
yus gz, stop talkin’ on notti
like you ain’t get shots to ya body (grrah)
try+tryna slide through the 8, tryna catch lil’ scottie
if i catch her, beat her with the grip (grrah+grrah, boom)
’cause they talk on lil’ notti, you know that it’s lit
all that 41 sh+t to my d+ck (grrah, grrah)
b+both of they moms dead
when i slide, better duck with your b+tch
got a target, i bet i won’t miss
got a glock on my waist, i been fiendin’ to cl!ck (grrah+grrah, boom)
notti bop? that was funny
smokin’ lay, he went out like a dummy (lay lay)
don’t forget that i’m smokin’ on dummy
you get shot if you hop like a bunny (grrah)

close your eyes, shut your mouth
dream a dream and get us out (lil’ notti gang)
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream (lil’ notti gang, lil’ notti gang)
hit the hay, fast asleep
dream a dream, you little bleep (grrah+grrah boom)
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream (grrah, grrah)

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