Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deuces Ft. Chris Notez, artist - Los. Date of issue: 26.04.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Deuces Ft. Chris Notez |
| Came up from the bottom it ain’t nothin' bout my hood sweet |
| You can stop this ballin' darlin' hope you got some good seats |
| They be on they bullshit, so I be on my cold shit |
| I live it up and you ain’t slick enough to fuck my old bitch |
| Haters should salute Los I made it through the loop holes |
| Looked off by all of you folks but still took off like Badu’s clothes |
| Never lost my cool though, I stack every dollar up |
| Pull that cherry impala up with my burberry collar up |
| Lost my pops, lost my cuz, lost my deal, lost my mind |
| I lost marty, he lost his girl, god damn I jus feel lost sometime |
| Everything that challenge me in some weird way jus balance me |
| Going through the trenches, ill show you who ur friends is |
| Niggas ain’t real and bitches me a nuisance |
| And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces |
| And im rollin wit my top down on them haters (dueces) |
| Pockets full of paper (dueces) |
| I dont see these niggas I jus, I jus see em later |
| Niggas ain’t real and bitches me a nuisance |
| And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces |
| And im rollin wit my top down on them haters (dueces) |
| Pockets full of paper (dueces) |
| I dont see these niggas I jus, I jus see em later |
| No matter how they view a nigga they gon see my cool side |
| I ain’t trippin my shoes tied, catcha nigga pool side |
| Better check my resume the homies that I move with |
| Push a lot of eight balls and never touched a pool stick |
| Better keep your new chick on a chain and muzzeled up |
| We walk up in that club I bet them bitches gon' huddle up |
| Come up with a game plan to be around this fame damn |
| Now she tellin stories about how she got a lame man |
| My circle never penetrated, swagga never been de-faded |
| Niggas get intimidated, bitches get eliminated |
| I ain’t got no problem long as figures gettin genrated |
| Rumors dont offend me homie can’t you see im finna make it |
| Wishin well of wisdom I could take you through the drought |
| If you gps success it prolly take you to my house |
| Yea, better learn my swagga everything about me live |
| Haters suck a dick and die, dueces bitch im out at 5 |
| Niggas ain’t real and bitches me a nuisance |
| And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces |
| And im rollin wit my top down on them haters (dueces) |
| Pockets full of paper (dueces) |
| I dont see these niggas I jus, I jus see em later |
| Niggas ain’t real and bitches me a nuisance |
| And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces |
| And im rollin wit my top down on them haters (dueces) |
| Pockets full of paper (dueces) |
| I dont see these niggas I jus, I jus see em later |