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dance in the dark - a$hy black thug lyrics

masked up like vigilantes, did more sins than cincinnati
12 watching cause we gotta eat, they feed off of how we feed the family
smoke presidential and i’m on the ballot
i got them keys word to dj khalid
i’m santa’s elves when it come to (w)rapping
i bet my blunt last long as plastic
i’m eating shrooms on the f*ckin moon
at a after party in the afternoon
wit a silver lining and a gold deblune
and a honey bee on her honeymoon
she the third to say i’m the one too
n*gga my flow could prolly bend a spoon
turn a camera on, she from cameroon
i’mma catch my op when it opportune
man i’m on the indo til i look indonesian
i tell my co*dee’s that we need cohesion
n*gga my fade had dese lil b*tches geekin
now i got dreads and i’m hawking like stephen
goat making cheese call it goat cheese
shorty ain’t got a guy and she guyanese
freddy had nightmare on my street
cause we’ll beat a n*gga down and be upbeat
i smoke so much gas i’mma turn green
my plug got the bread and he hungry
we was really making cheese at the lunch meets
never turn my back on em like a car seat
cause he had the trap jumpin; that’s a trapeze
new house got it built like a athlete
i try to con that b*tch for the concrete
but i caught frostbite on the hot seat
n*gga i’m faded as colors with whites
your feet too little for this walk of life
get a piano then live like i’m ray
ain’t see no b*tch out there bad as my wife
n*gga my flow is on point like spike
it feel titianic when i break the ice
if i charge a million then it’s underpriced
lit on the south side wit some northern lights
n*gga i gotta stunt wit’ no special effects
i elevate her by taking the steps
i’m on that purple until i’m perplexed
thugga i am a champagne in the neck
pour me a glass, pour out your heart
i’m building credit like building a fort
can’t have my peoples on the peoples court
she get to moaning it sound like a harp
light up the night and then dance in the dark
i got that lean on me like mr.clark
b*tch i was broke and i took it to heart
in resort, my last resort
i never tell but i do teleport
you smoking midget and coming up short
i’m in the kitchen in slippers and shorts
can’t find a spoon so i whip wit a fork
get on the track and go dumb as a dunce
b*tch on the meth she ain’t slept in a month
i’m out the way man i be in the cut
smoke two n*ggas
then i smoke two blunts

- ahy black thug lyrics

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