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xahvoo - dasani lyrics

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aye b+tch!
we gettin’ money n+gga
we gettin’ money over here n+gga ain’t sh+t funny
p+ssy
uh+huh

huh, i’m in this b+tch with li
huh?
i’m in this b+tch with my twin, wussup?
b+booted up, yeah i’m off of these drugs
s+shoot ’em up, yeah that boy caught a slug
huh?
i’m off this drank, ‘lil b+tch
i can’t get up now
slow down
hit you when i touchdown
what up?

i can’t quit poppin’ these pills
and n+ggas sayin’ that sh+t ain’t real
it’s real, i swear to god, that sh+t k!lls
without my gun, i get them chills
call la karma to make some spill
miss my grandma wish she was here
seen me thuggin’ and she drop tears
how you comin’ ‘lil b+tch, what’s the word?
fly as f+ck, with the f+ckin’ birds
high as f+ck, ima talk with a slur
ima f+ck you and dub you
‘lil b+tch, i won’t care at all! (h+ll nah)
kiss her on the mouth while my d+ck was just on it
pull up in that foreign, that b+tch super sonic
this b+tch wеt as f+ck, just like some dasani, yeah
countin’ up thеse racks, i’m countin’ these commas
n+ggas is broke, i’m just bein’ honest
you love on a n+gga who won’t buy you nothin, nah (h+ll nah)

i’m off this drank, ‘lil b+tch
i can’t get up now
slow down
hit you when i touchdown
what up?

i+i can’t quit poppin’ these pills
and n+ggas sayin’ that sh+t ain’t real
it’s real, i swear to god, that sh+t k!lls
without my gun, i get them chills
call la karma to make some spill
miss my grandma wish she was here
seen me thuggin’ and she drop tears
how you comin’ ‘lil b+tch, what’s the word?
fly as f+ck, with the f+ckin’ birds
high as f+ck, ima talk with a slur
ima f+ck you and dub you
‘lil b+tch, i won’t care at all!

kiss her on the mouth while my d+ck was just on it
pull up in that foreign, that b+tch super sonic
this b+tch wet as f+ck, just like some dasani, yeah
i’m off this drank, ‘lil b+tch
i can’t get up now
slow down
hit you when i touchdown
what up?

i+i can’t quit poppin’ these pills
and n+ggas sayin’ that sh+t ain’t real
it’s real, i swear to god, that sh+t k!lls
without my gun, i get them chills
call la karma to make some spill
miss my grandma wish she was here
seen me thuggin’ and she drop tears
how you comin’ ‘lil b+tch, what’s the word?
fly as f+ck, with the f+ckin’ birds
high as f+ck, ima talk with a slur
ima f+ck you and dub you
‘lil b+tch, i won’t care at all!



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