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westside gunn - dunnhill lyrics

[verse 1: westside gunn]
ayo, i’m at the intercontinental, baggin’ up
talkin’ ’bout your north fly, n+gga, b+tch, is you dumb?
dunnhill, apin’ out and put a one on the one
mini tec on the lap, that’s a gun on a—
back to back rolls with the tops off (skrrt)
papi steak schnitzel with some hot sauce (mmm)
vic van ruff on the sawed+off (mmm)
these n+ggas prayin’ on my downfall
n+gga, grab the blush, blow him off (boom, boom, boom, boom)
everybody hit him, that’s the protocol (ah)
hotel cars, eatin’ shrimp like a boss (ah)
n+gga, rock a bus, tow a forty+carter car (ah)
b+tch thought she coming home with me, i’m a star (i’m a star)
little russian model b+tch, i f+cked in the jaw (ah)
two+fifty, easy on her arm, pick an arm (mmm)
east side n+gga, i can bag nia long (mmm)
roof at the view, you see the view of milan (ah)
i’ve been p+ssin’ dom all week, i’m a don (mmm)
sean don, yeah, yeah, spot him, just don (ah)
sippin’ 99 fried rice with some prawns (ah)
twenty on your head, you’ll be gone by the morn’ (boom, boom, boom, boom)
only n+gga in my city, back to back foreigns (skrrt)
fashion week, my white b+tch suckin’ and snortin’ (ah)
me and verdy out in harajuku, remorseless (ah)
gucci trench, gucci goggles on like i’m snorkelin’ (ah)
heated floors in my garage for the porsche
[chorus: estee nack]
whoever said money don’t change you, they was lyin’ (they was lying)
wear balmain, eating fine dining
i’m that n+gga, all these n+ggas, they be tryin’ (they be tryin’)
i’m that n+gga, let the mac get to flyin’
whoever said money don’t change you, they was lyin’ (they was lying)
wear balmain, eating fine dining
i’m that n+gga, all these n+ggas, they be tryin’ (they be tryin’, huh, m+m+m)
i’m that n+gga, let the mac get to flyin’ (it’s the biggest, maybach music)

[verse 2: rick ross]
chanel boots, lamborghini coupes
shooters on the leash, time to let them loose
all these accusations, snitches in the news
still in the b00bie trap, i made a stripper my masseuse
still be shoppin’ kelly’s (huh), million while in paris (huh)
mimosas for the moment, all the murders out of mary (woo)
watch three hundred carats, you should never wear it (huh)
all them n+ggas robbers, to be honest, they be jealous
cars made of glass, givenchys on the mask (huh)
feds know to watch me, attorneys know the task
i still live a life that you can never grasp
heavy on the ice (huh), bella in the glass (m+m+m)

[chorus: estee nack]
whoever said money don’t change you, they was lyin’ (they was lying)
wear balmain, eating fine dining
i’m that n+gga, all these n+ggas, they be tryin’ (they be tryin’)
i’m that n+gga, let the mac get to flyin’
whoever said money don’t change you, they was lyin’ (they was lying)
wear balmain, eating fine dining
i’m that n+gga, all these n+ggas, they be tryin’ (they be tryin’)
i’m that n+gga, let the mac get to flyin’
[outro]
whatever you n+ggas wanna think, think what you wanna think, n+gga
’cause i don’t f+ck with you n+ggas, no way
come on, homie, what happened to that?
man, f+ck you n+ggas
n+gga, me and my team, whoever i got
n+gga, they ain’t going nowhere
n+gga, i ain’t got to prove nothing to no motherf+cker, n+gga

- westside gunn lyrics

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