| Man these niggas fake
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| I cannot relate
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| I be reppin' my city, when I’m up in your state
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| You was keyboard thuggin' now I’m up in your face
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| Now what did you say?
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| My niggas never sleep, you can get it broad day
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| If it ain’t money gettin' I cannot partake
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| My bullets sink ships better stay out my lake
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| Cuz I’m a great white and you on my shark tank
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| I’m movin' like a soldier when I’m out in the field
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| I’m scopin' out the game while I stand on the hill
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| You thinkin' I’m asleep, get popped like a pill
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| If you talkin' 3 mill then we closin' the deal
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| I be turnt up, you dont know how it feel
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| Youll get world star this shit get real
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| I’m heartless, everything get killed
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| I just go to work gotta finish the drill
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| If niggas is talkin' that’s when the ninas get sparkin'
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| I’m hoppin out the 2 seater make room when I’m parkin'
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| And I’ll only say it once listen up when I’m talkin'
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| And this a dead beat I got it out of the coffin
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| I be smokin' loud pack I can hear what you talkin'
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| You niggas is lackin' and I’m all about profit
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| Less talk and more smokin', I don’t be with the gossip
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| Simmie out with the hollow turn your brain into pasta
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| Catch you at the red light, that’s hoes in your Honda
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| I be on my grind tryna stack my commas
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| You play with my commas you must want drama
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| I’m sunning niggas but I’m not your father
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| I go harder, dunk like Vince Carter
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| I play smarter, you just a starter
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| I hang with rastas I can smoke a garden
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| Pass me the lighter, this blunt I’m sparkin'
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| Loud pack, you might think I farted
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| These niggas hate, so the hate I’m dodgin'
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| That 40 bang I don’t do no arguin'
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| I’m in my lane, stay in your margin
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| Yo bitch is on me, she say she horny, she say you corny
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| The world is mine, I feel like Tony
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| I whip the Benz just like I stole it
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| Till yo death nigga if you owe it
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| I roll it up, and then I smoke it
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| The way I roll, I deserve a trophy
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| I’m duckin', 12 Cuz they tryna rope me
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| I’m doin' dash and im ridin', dirty
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| OG stank, now its smellin' musty
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| I keep the comb and it ain’t rusty
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| I give her dick when she done fussin'
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| MC Hammer cuz you can’t touch this
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| High as fuck now I look Russian
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| Foreign gas what I be puffin
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| When I’m on a grind, I don’t eat nothin'
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| But them green bags they just keep comin'
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| Im up all night, while you boys snorin'
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| Workin' all night, it come in the mornin'
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| Pass me the ball, I feel like Jordan
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| Imma hit the 3, and you know I’m scorin' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deadbeat 2 , by - Yung Simmie. Song from the album Simmie Season, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп