| Told you niggas
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| South band on the fifth for sure, Dabinaire
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| Hide your bitch, know what I’m sayin?
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| Hey, Hey, Hey
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| You know I’m Dabinaire
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| She know I’m Dabinaire
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| He know I’m Dabinaire
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| They know I’m Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Ha Ha
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| You know I’m Dabinaire
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| She know I’m Dabinaire
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| He know I’m Dabinaire
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| They know I’m Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Ha Ha
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Pop me a molly
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| Pop the viagara
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| Get with the head
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| I call it Dabinaire
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| She still in the bed
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| Check out my stamina
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| And that’s what she said
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| It feel like I’m stabbin her
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| (Stab)
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| Get back dress on Dabinaire
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| Grab my keys I’m outta here
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| AC, top down in the summer time I’m a polar bear
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| In the winter time I’m hot shit
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| From a strip club to a mosh pit
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| Spend five bands on a hot fit
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| Grab me a blunt, smoke out the jar
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| Pull out some lanes, pop me a bar
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| Throw on my shades, I look iike a star
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| I’m in outer space, somewhere in mars,
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| Killin the game they say it ain’t fair
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| Bitches on me, want me to go bare
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| Dying my hair, and you’re unaware that this nigga here is so Dabinaire
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| You know I’m Dabinaire
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| She know I’m Dabinaire
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| He know I’m Dabinaire
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| They know I’m Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Ha Ha
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| You know I’m Dabinaire
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| She know I’m Dabinaire
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| He know I’m Dabinaire
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| They know I’m Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Ha Ha
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Fresh as a fool
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| Like the first day of school
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| And the bitches gon true
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| Keep 'em wet as a pool
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| As I hop at the cool
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| See me lookin at you
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| Don’t be lost in the sauce
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| That’s the number one rule
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| Just let me see some Dabinaire
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| Try to start turn Millionaire
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| On air well you selling her
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| Yah Yah
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| Turn up these dominos
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| Ain’t no escape guantanamo
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| Goin down Geronimo
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| Woah Woah
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| Begin lil bitch, imma get her
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| Hundred bitches that will
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| If they with me they cut out their phone
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| No snappin, no gramin, no twitter
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| I get Dressed n imma murder they ass
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| Dabinaire on that bitch imma kill her
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| You can go on and slaughter dat ass
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| They gon come back and sit on that nigga
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| You know I’m Dabinaire
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| She know I’m Dabinaire
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| He know I’m Dabinaire
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| They know I’m Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Ha Ha
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| You know I’m Dabinaire
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| She know I’m Dabinaire
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| He know I’m Dabinaire
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| They know I’m Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Ha Ha
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire
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| Dabinaire Dabinaire |