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still going - big dese lyrics

[verse one]
yea, it’s dese man, we spazzin’ on this one
what up abyss, on the boards man, check em out, yo
yo, yo let me update you quick, i’m a frustrated pr*ck, i go to work everyday, you know i must hate this sh*t
need a dutch, blaze the piff, need a vacation trip, i need a straight up sl*t who just loves taking d*ck
but that ain’t gonna happen cause i’m happily married, most of the time but sometimes i’m actually crabby
my ass is a daddy, that’s why i need the wacky tobacy, but if i fail the drug test my won’t be happy
“now you can’t go on the job, why you passing the fattie?” if i ain’t smoking, i’m drinking, going back to the packy
you think it’s just farts, your abdomen gassy, now you got a skid mark on the back of your khakis
pitch dark, dawg you the sissies trashy jazziest f*ggy dude, i laugh when you pass me
i use to smash b*tchеs in the back of the caddie, now i’m down in thе bas*m*nt probably wacking off fastly
it’s hard to jerk the bone when the wifey works from home, i’m on s*x once a week, then alright i work alone
put on the internet, i get in a certain zone, ain’t nothing like jerkin’ off when not one person home
reality rapper, you ain’t touching those writtens, known for making sh*t hot like buffalo chicken
wit my uncle joe digging, that pays the bills, i was raised to drill, little bit lazy still
had it my way, i would just lay and chill, blaze a phil and have ya lady take the dill
but i can’t, i got kids, responsibility, first shot without a condom, that’s strong fertility
my people came here on a boat from sicily, twenty five percent naples but that’s both from italy
if i catch you in the close vicinity, you better know your history and i don’t mean literally

[chorus]

i’m still going, i still got the itch for this
yea i’m busy, got the wife and kids and sh*t
still got bars though, still gotta spit my sh*t
and when i’m done, they saying that’s ridiculous
i’m still going, i still got the itch for this
yea i’m busy, got the wife and kids and sh*t
still got bars though, still gotta spit my sh*t
and when i’m done, they saying that’s ridiculous
[verse two]

hey yo i just got a physical, can’t believe i’m sorta fine
everything was good, cholesterol was on the board line
way i f*ckin’ eat, i thought it’d be like five hundo
way i f*ckin’ eat, i swear i was gonna die young bro
i’m high strung though, kids’ll drive you up a wall
wife’s always blaming me, everything’s my f*ckin’ fault
single people problems, i wish i had some of those
see what this is like?, wake up and smell the cup of joe
only time i get a chick is when i go and flex my wrist
kid’s are always getting sick, trying not to catch the sh*t
they scribble on the paper, i gotta pretend like it’s a piece of art
i use to hate work, now that sh*t is the easy part
i need some weed to spark, can i have a man day, you not in the mood at least give me a hand babe
i should be in a man cave, smoking on a pot pipe
celtics game on but no we gotta watch mob wives
i don’t want the spotlight, i just need a small slice
is this what you call life, i mean yea it’s alright
but i don’t see the hoopla, at least i ain’t from utah
cause they got six wives and i couldn’t imagine two brah
cause you know it’s so hard to please broads, no matter what you do they think you are a r*t*rd
now in the fourty’s they just be in the kitchen cooking something finger linking wit a cheerful disposition
now they b*tchin’ b*tchin’ after that they b*tchin’ b*tchin’
use to be dismissive chickens, now i guess their living’s different
but dawg i ain’t here to fight away, you can’t win a fight with a woman, what would you try to say?
ever since i put that ring on, my hair is kinda gray, f*ck that i’m just trying to survive the day
[chorus]

- big dese lyrics

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