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Dmann - Turn the volume up lyrics

Artist: Dmann

album: Turn the volume up


You got four well I need eight tryna fuck don't want to date
Do a nigga janky where we throw the poles they in a lake
Undercover on my ass then I'm gone shake em
Keep on flexing all them blue face gurbs I'm gone take em
I don't fuck around with niggas niggas dick sucking bad
Tryna trick over a bitch cause she bad you niggas sad
I don't even got a daughter but this bitch call me dad
If I ain't out here getting money then I'm cooking in the lab
You ain't got a motivation you just broke and hella lazy
Bitch I love distro kid every month them niggas pay me
You can be my lil slime but you won't never be my lady
Had to cut some family off even them niggas be shady
I just gave lil bro a hundred told him bring me back five
All you niggas do is model with yo guns you don't slide
I can make this shit a cookie or you want this shit a pie
Caught that nigga out in kent we almost made that nigga cry
I ain't capping why the fuck I got to lie about this shit
I jus fucked a white bitch her daddy calling me a prick
Almost hit for twenty bands on that mother fucking lick
Almost fucked her and her friend but the bitches made me pick
We hella drunk and getting dirty we don't care cause we got money
You is not a scammer nigga you a mother fucking dummy
I just spilled a lil tris on my kicks I'm so clumsy
Is you ready for this shit cause till this day it still haunt me
You ever seen a nigga bleed so much it made a puddle
I'm tryna put my dick inside bitch I'm not tryna cuddle
Ten millimeter nigga we ain't finna royale rumble
I'm on these old niggas heads bitch I'm done being humble
Yeah the grass a lil greener but we still tryna hurt niggas
I'm a slide for my brother bitch I ain't lil durk nigga
My main a bitch a teacher and my side bitch a nurse nigga
I just cheated on my bitch I'm finna buy her a purse nigga
Real shit talking nigga you could never do this style
I jus got them new yeezys shout out to my nigga kyle
I got to drive it to the bay then get it shipped to ohio
Niggas tryna wear my shoes you couldn't even walk a mile
If it's beef let me know so I can send yo ass to god
Niggas broke out here still tryna pimp and tryna rob
Let me get that crab boil with the corns on the cobs
If I pull up in a rental it's a foreign or a dodge

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