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tuffboys - datway lyrics

[hook] x6
rich i go dat way, b-tch i go dat way

[verse 1]
which way? dat way, rich way
making the fetti, it’s been made, fake homies been fake
b-tches be snake-ing like gucci, i count up the racks and i’m looking like tunechi
mixing the raf with the louis, you talk it but i really do’s it
boys talking sh-t up on internet, counting the racks yeah i’m into that
counting that fetti, that mula, that benji, f-ck with me ‘cos i got tendencies, making the gwop got me ten of these
my new b-tch foreign from tennessee, does it even if they ain’t f-cking letting me
who is this b-tch to me? what can you do to me? broke boy be flexing the jewellery
tuffboys be posted like soldiers, you get us but you do not know us
the shine on my wrist yeah i glow up, i goes up and never been taken down
my new b-tch naked now, all of these homies be snaking now
500 just for the festival, vegan b-tches eat me up like a vegetable, get your main b-tch to suck up on my t-st-cl-s
vegan habits ‘cos i want all these carrots, i dress up and leave you embarr-ssed
i’m bleaching my hair and they staring
everyone knows that i does it, you do it, you buggin, we posted
with homies from texas to london, my brother he get me, he got you
you acting that opera, you bluffing, homies will pop up and pop you
just for the product: that gucci, that ricky, that prada
got a lot but i want more, one way, which way? dat way, b-tch i go dat way

[hook] x6
rich i go dat way, b-tch i go dat way

[verse 2]
he making the fetti that sh-t sounding weird
he say he is gang but that boy never here
24/7 my gang we be posted, he talkin that sh-t he get roasted
like bacon he sizzle, this sh-t leave him cripple
‘cos we ain’t with f-ckery, f-ck with me
i got crew leave you burnt, b-ttery
you is so under me, wannabe me
leave you on the streets, you be walking like the zombies be
your b-tch wan’ be busting me
told momma stay back, ‘cos sh-t could get ugly
tell me who f-cking with me, and tell me which crew be up next
t to the u to the double the f
walk on the street and you b-tches respect, dapping me up ‘cos llehna be the best
now tell me who really about it, and tell me who really g-got it
and tell me this sh-t ain’t no stopping, and tell me this sh-t be nostalgic
and tell me who really got problems, ‘cos we be popping
like the firecrackers, ‘cos we ain’t no actors
and we ’bout that action, and we never slacking
from j-panese sandals, to j-panese flannel
my j-panese b-tch that you b-tches can’t handle
one way, dat way, b-tch i go dat way, rich i go dat way

[hook] x6
rich i go dat way, b-tch i go dat way

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