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habit (remix) - 42 dugg lyrics

[intro: 42 dugg]
why i’m too
did it on my own, all it took was a couple
(h*lluva made this beat, baby) ayy

[verse 1: 42 dugg]
five hunnid thou’, still, i’d never pay to f*ck her (b*tch)
five main b*tches, just don’t ever say i’m cuffin’ (at all)
five pills in, still yelling, “free my brother” (free dem boys)
it’s a little loose, still would never catch me slippin’ (skrrt)
six south from the corner, all in my with my n*ggas
twelve poles deep, at least ten on a mission
my old soul’s ain’t sh*t, f*ck her friend and his mistress (look)
b*tch, don’t catch me in no picture, you know how i like to play it (i do)
i keep it young, i ain’t even gotta say it (at all)
and b*tch i gotta habit, still won’t catch me with no dancer
a lotta b*tches nasty, they be f*ckin’ all on camera (nasty)
a lotta n*ggas petty, they be smokin’ all on bammer (reggie)

[chorus: 42 dugg]
b*tch, i got a habit, i like f*ckin’ with no condom (raw)
b*tch, i got a habit, i put diamonds in both watches (both of ’em)
b*tch, i got a habit, i can’t stay up out of nieman’s (nope)
b*tch, i got a habit, turn your patek to a demon (skrrt)
b*tch, i got a habit, i can’t get enough of spending’ (dog sh*t)
b*tch, i got a habit, i got all my cars tinted (all of ’em)
b*tch, i got a habit, i like f*ckin’ gettin’ head (freak b*tch)
b*tch, i got a habit, still choppin’ off of dreads (i do)
[verse 2: 42 dugg]
roll forty*one b*tch to the hood, this a grammy (trophy)
rolls forty*one, but to the hood, she like tammy (ratchet)
bad b*tches love me, ho n*ggas can’t stand me
n*gga, i ain’t got no friends, only enemies and family
i keep some chicken long for all of y’all means
i’m the one signin’ deals for five thousand beans (me)
prolly serve fentanyl to five thousand fiends
i don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, i be on ten
son only one, he can buy his own benz (or anything)
h*ll nah, i ain’t loyal, b*tch, i wanna f*ck your friends (where she at?)
hoes ain’t sh*t, b*tch, and i ain’t either
i ain’t got a b*tch, ho, so i ain’t cheatin’ (huh, ask around)

[chorus: 42 dugg]
b*tch, i got a habit, i like f*ckin’ with no condom (yeah)
b*tch, i got a habit, i put diamonds in both watches (both of ’em)
b*tch, i got a habit, i can’t stay up out of nieman’s (nope)
b*tch, i got a habit, turn your patek to a demon (skrrt)
b*tch, i got a habit, i can’t get enough of spending’ (dog sh*t)
b*tch, i got a habit, i got all my cars tinted (all of ’em)
b*tch, i got a habit, i like f*ckin’ gettin’ head (freak b*tch)
b*tch, i got a habit, still choppin’ off of dreads (i do)

[verse 3: moneybagg yo]
ugh, ugh, go
ballin’ is a habit, i just do it, don’t practice (no)
never losin’ sleep, five hunnid k up on the mattress (pillow)
trappin’ and i’m rappin’, baby i’m the perfect pack
she ain’t got nothin’ to hope for, i just like her ’cause she ratchet (ugh)
to balance out the percocet, i threw me back an addy (ugh)
gave her raw d*ck, now she can’t stop callin’ me daddy (stop)
bought a hunnid guns, we got choppers all in traffic (brrr)
engine in the back, foreign car came with gadget (poof, skrrt, ayy)
go (brrr)
money on my phone (h*llo?)
styrofoam, hunnid dollar zone (lane)
when i was on the come up, they wouldn’t throw a dog a bone
get rich off a couple songs, still the [?] boy strong (b*tch)
[chorus: 42 dugg]
b*tch, i got a habit, i like f*ckin’ with no condom (yeah)
b*tch, i got a habit, i put diamonds in both watches (both of ’em)
b*tch, i got a habit, i can’t stay up out of nieman’s (nope)
b*tch, i got a habit, turn your patek to a demon (skrrt)
b*tch, i got a habit, i can’t get enough of spending’ (dog sh*t)
b*tch, i got a habit, i got all my cars tinted (all of ’em)
b*tch, i got a habit, i like f*ckin’ gettin’ head (freak b*tch)
b*tch, i got a habit, still choppin’ off of dreads (i do)

- 42 dugg lyrics

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