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get away - d.j. paul lyrics

[intro]
triple salute we soundin’ out
(she’s the giggle, she’s the giggle, had a few brews
everybody’s, everybody’s disapprove)
yo it’s the people’s rapper, flint michigan
everyone’s favorite son, jon connor
and you listenin’ to my big brother dj paul, mafia mixtape
vehicle city we here, aftermath, ain’t nothin’ after that

[verse 1: jon connor]
head so good i thought i need the broad
i just need the drawers
she was on me so tight i couldn’t breath at all
we could see the flaws
but with a bad b-tch we ain’t really trippin’
no we wouldn’t even be involved
and she a g-nius, nah
but n-gg-s f-ck up and let the p-n-s talk
give her the keys and all
you let her keep your car, you let her keep your car
she let the (?) talkin’, she keyed your car
i be scared of this, i be careful cause
in two days this b-tch be talkin’ marriage
so i’m back work this b-tch is a terrorist
we not stingy my n-gg-, share a b-tch
unprepared for this then that b-tch we lovin’
they (?) this b-tch needs a therapist
got grey hairs and whip from (?)
got these n-gg-s all in your residence
so sucker -ss n-gg-
you the type of n-gg- that my b-tches’ll decline
you the type of n-gg- try to make a b-tch jealous
and me and (?) sh-t we don’t hunt a n-gg- down
type of sh-t is that?
type of n-gg- that’ll fall for a rat
we stay away from ones like that my n-gg-
you ain’t gotta do all that
say ones that be frontin’, we the ones callin’ right (?)
[hook: dj paul]
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
(i’m just wonderin’ why they ever )
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
(when i share the demons run away, run away)
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho

[verse 2: yelawolf]
she got a very good tone
mother must of been a funeral director cause killin’
takin’ the shovel out and diggin’ pot holes with these hot hoes
leather pants get tight
booty feelin’ on my color on my hot phone
i never bother her to come home
homie let ’em run around
i let a couple run around
i give a f-ck about a loose home
anymore
i’ve packin’ like a person hit the floor
back up in the (?) my floor, bored
b-tch i’m unplugged, no cord
takin’ out the trash, ch-r-s
i got stops you can’t afford
can’t buy so you wanna try, cry my lord
gettin’ beat up in the seat of a chevy heater
but winners better believe it cause i drive no ford
never mind your close friends
this benz and these ends is a f-ckin’ toy
i took your hotty out your maserati
f-ck her in a port-a-potty
flowin’ out the (?)
i’m a born savage
i try to be a good boy but i can’t manage
d-mn it
i just wanna (?) eye candy
from all over the planet, rah

[hook: dj paul]
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
(i’m just wonderin’ why they ever )
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho
(when i share the demons run away, run away)
get the f-ck away, get the f-ck away
get the f-ck away from me ho

[verse 3: dj paul]
she got that super good goodie
p-ssy bout nice then i beat ’em
(?) n-gg- wouldn’t need her
put your -ss down soon as you first meet her
for real, for real
a n-gg- had to go pop that blue pill
cause that p-ssy dope (?) for real
the booty, the -ss, that sh-t masterpiece
but that booty gettin’ n-gg-s killed for real
but i’ma back off of that back up
while i hit the dollar full of (?)
she the key to rose
and had to burn alone
and should unload on that dumb ho
but d-mn, straight no-no
should have never even f-ck that ho
on god

[bridge]
i’m just wonderin’ why did i f-ck that b-tch anyway
anyway, anyway, any
when i shoulda did is run away
run away, run away, run away

- d j paul lyrics

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