Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song DMD, artist - Famous Dex. Date of issue: 05.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rich Forever
Song language: English
DMD |
| Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here? |
| Dexter |
| Ayy, what’s up bro? |
| (Hahaha) |
| Like, like, I need you to roll some Woods up, you know what I’m sayin'? |
| Haha, ya dig? |
| Dexter, what |
| Dex Meet Dexter, ya dig me? |
| Ooh, AP wrist (AP wrist like what) |
| Whoa, Dexter, wait (Dexter, yeah, what) |
| Baggin' huh (ooh), stackin' (stackin') |
| Fuck your lil' bitch automatic, huh (I did) |
| I got my .30 no lackin' (you what?) |
| .40 on me so I’m packin' (whoa) |
| Catch me downtown with your bitch (your bitch), she doin' dicks (your bitch, |
| what?) |
| Off the coke and shit, man she love the shit, up her nose and shit (ooh, |
| up her nose and shit, Dexter) |
| Wait, add it, add it, huh (what, ooh) |
| Smokin' on Woods, I don’t pass it (I don’t) |
| Niggas broke, they be braggin', huh |
| Eighty my wrist for the fashion, huh (Dexter) |
| Hop in my Lamb and I skrrt, huh (whoa) |
| Bad bitch off the Perc (a what?) |
| I put that money her purse (ooh) |
| Run up on me put the holes in your shirt, Dexter (yeah) |
| Y’know what I’m sayin'? |
| (Haha) |
| Like, like, I just be gettin' to the money, you know what I’m sayin'? |
| (I do) |
| Y’know what I’m sayin'? |
| Like I got eighty, I really got eighty on my wrist, |
| ya know what I’m sayin'? |
| (80K) |
| Ha, what, Dex Meet Dexter (haha, haha) |
| Fuck your lil' bitch whatever |
| Like I be talkin' my shit, y’know what I’m sayin'? |
| 'Chino say talk your shit, it’s the album (like talk your shit, Dexter) |
| Jake roll up woods (haha, what’s up Jake?) |
| Bad bitch lookin' good (ya dig?) |
| Uh Dexter |
| Like wait (uh whoa) |
| Ooh (yeah, a what?) |
| Off it, off it (ooh, I’m off it) |
| Pop a lil' pill, and I’m off it (you what?) |
| Got a lil' bitch up in Boston (uh whoa) |
| Swear to god she be ballin' (Dexter) |
| Lick on that molly, she geekin' (a what?) |
| Hop in that Maybach, we tweakin' (I do) |
| Hit a corner for no reason (ooh) |
| Ice on my wrist, you think I’m anemic (ooh) |
| Cuffin' that bitch, I’m like for no reason (I don’t) |
| Yeezy my feet, just give me the season (a what?) |
| Diamonds yellow like it’s peein' (ooh) |
| Hop in the Ghost, I can’t see it (I don’t) |
| Off it huh, off it (I'm off it) |
| Swear to god, bitch you lost it (uh whoa) |
| Pop a pill, now I’m off it (ooh) |
| Run up on him, put him right in a coffin (Dexter) |
| Huh |
| Know what I’m sayin'? |
| (Hahahaha) |
| Ooh, huh, what, huh |
| Run up on him, he lost it |
| Run up on him, put him right in a coffin (Dexter) |
| Nah, like it’s the, it’s just the Dex Meet Dexter shit |
| Y’know what I’m sayin'? |
| I don’t know what’s goin' on |
| But look at my wrist, ya dig? |
| Dexter Meet Dexter |
| What? |
| What? |
| What? |
| Ooh, ooh, Dexter, yeah |