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Dub J - Fatality lyrics

Artist: Dub J

album: Fatality


Please hear my word, they have no standards
Pretending is a child's pastime
Which is why no one will miss you
Quit wasting my power (D-Dub)
Four pockets full, stick and move, money hungry
Act a fool, mercy, mercy, leave it bloody
Bitch is bummy, oragami, I fold her body up
Stick and move, crouching tiger, I chop her body up
Four pockets full, stick and move, money hungry
Act a fool, mercy, mercy, leave it bloody
Bitch is bummy, oragami, I fold her body up
Stick and move, crouching tiger, I chop her body up
Kick a bitch, knock her head off her body (body)
Super rich, workin', bitch, is my hobby (hobby)
Spin the block (spin, spin), bullets go through the lobby (spin, spin)
Spin the block (spin, spin), bullets go through the lobby (spin, spin)
Misdemeanor, swing it like Derek Jeter (Jeter)
Wrap your body up, now you look like a pita
Uh, twenties turn to fifties (fifties)
Fifties turn to hundreds (hundreds)
She ain't seen me gunnin' (gunnin')
Seen the opp runnin' (geez)
Four pockets full, stick and move, money hungry
Act a fool, mercy, mercy, leave it bloody
Bitch is bummy, oragami, I fold her body up
Stick and move, crouching tiger, I chop her body up
Four pockets full, stick and move, money hungry
Act a fool, mercy, mercy, leave it bloody
Bitch is bummy, oragami, I fold her body up
Stick and move, crouching tiger, I chop her body up
Fatality, hit 'em with a strategy, hmm
Quick math, pullin' trigonometry
Seen the bitch wig split up entirely
These bitches admire me, writing in they diary
What's the summary? You've pissed off the samurai
Blood splatter on your eye, bullets made you open wide
Walkin' down, I had to slide, I had to penalize
Everybody talkin' wise (fatality)
Four pockets full, stick and move, money hungry
Act a fool, mercy, mercy, leave it bloody
Bitch is bummy, oragami, I fold her body up
Stick and move, crouching tiger, I chop her body up
Four pockets full, stick and move, money hungry
Act a fool, mercy, mercy, leave it bloody
Bitch is bummy, oragami, I fold her body up
Stick and move, crouching tiger, I chop her body up
Fifties
Hundreds
Gunnin'
Geez

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