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young duce - shit talking lyrics

(intro)
(young duce)
“it’s big duce in this b-tch, i’m in this b-tch with my young n-ggas. i told them to turn the f-ck up, so you know they gone turn the f-ck up on you hoe -ss n-ggas. let’s get it, where you at ry?”

(verse 1)
(l4 ry)
stupid lil b-tch can’t have my d
if you want my d you gotta pay the f-ckin fee
ole broke -ss n-gga you don’t got no cheese
i’m really wit them k!llas who don’t care to pull that trigger
really bout action ion care wit ya
neva cappin neva lackin always grinding always shining
duce tell these n-ggas we ain’t hidin
rp got that drip
b-tch i know you is feelin this sh-t
pull up then pull out like baby
you ain’t on sh-t you ain’t having my baby
i don’t even care what you been on lately
roll me up some smoke
yeah we do this sh-t daily
loyalty forever don’t care what you claimin
wit the big bros yea you know how we bagging
if you get to close then we gone get to sw-nging
b-tch i already boned stop hitting up my phone sayin how i did you wrong
you a stupid -ss b-tch yea b-tch don’t test me
jays on my feet better watch were you is stepping
from that 414
b-tch you know what i’m reppin
f-ck yall b-tches y’all better get to stepping
i don’t even care if i gotta use that weapon
my drip heavy, yeah god blessed me
my drip heavy, yeah god blessed me

(verse 2)
(l4 london)
97 maxes still don’t pay no taxes
cut off my ex she was steady cappin
new b-tch yeah she never cappin
on the low yeah steady packing
can’t get caught up with no action lil n-gga never lacking
free my big bro caught with that act
if you shoot im gone shoot back
got a pistol in my bag
i might have to f-cking spazz
ion really do no dash
i just catch up with they -ss
that lil kia not fast

(verse 3)
(young duce)
aye
runners on my feet
running from police
glaze a n-gga put em on a tee
she gone come for me
bro been sipping on codeine
b-tch i really like to smoke
action calling i’m like yo
yo b-tch call n i’m like hoe
i got money off the stove
told yo b-tch she gotta go
in a room with some k!llers
everybody got a pole
n-ggas do it for the play
ion even like to post
if we talkin bout the plays
i’m like griffin in the post

oh oh i’m tryna cop a bell can’t you tell oh oh
when i walk through what’s that smell can’t you smelll woa woa
oh oh i see n-ggas 12 i can tell oh no
free my n-ggas in the cell they ain’t tell oh oh

i get money and i splurge
ion even know my verbs
i be ready for to purge
bet i look before i merge
from the city to the burbs
action waitin on the curbs
bro just ask me what’s the word
with my b-tch we smoking urbs
suck my d-ck she make me swerve
fazo rocker call me swerve
bro a knock you out yo fur
finny pull up finni curve
b-tch you know i get it in
and i really got them bands
make a fl!ck i’m on demand
with you b-tch she brought her friend
n you know i gotta go
you can ask my brother lo
cus i got it for the low
all you n-ggas really hoes

(l4 london)
made something outta nothing
yeah i got yo b-tch coming
till the night she go yeah till the night she coming

(young duce)
slappin on the east
slappin every week
yo b-tch is a freak
and she got that wet
she give me h-lla neck
we be reppin set
gang throwing everywhere we go
everywhere we go all my n-ggas they be throwing 4s in the air
bad lil b-tch she hang like chandelier

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