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godfather flow ii - d-mac (rapper) lyrics

(intro: d-mac)
you already know, you already know
getting to the money we ain’t worried bout you lame n-ggas
getting to the money we ain’t f-cking with no lame b-tches
you already know, you already know
getting to the money we ain’t worried bout you lame n-ggas
getting to the money we ain’t f-cking with no lame b-tches

(verse 1: d-mac)
whoa whoa whoa kemosabe
big big balling is my homie
lodi dodo we like to party
walking through the fountainebleu lobby
got a bad b-tch with a banging body
she’s girly girly, but get’s naughty naughty
wake’s me up to that sloppy toppy
then makes a n-gga some cheese grits im like ooh
tux tailored, bow tie spiffy
phone line busy, on my grizzy, don’t call me with that small talk
sending text’s, yeah i read your sh-t & didn’t reply
now you see why
cause i’m getting cake & your broke right? i’m a hustler, you a socialite
i ain’t ever been the social type, i be isolated
the type of player to get all type of paper
on you spiteful haters, meet your lady & skype her later, like aye
let me see that -ss twerk
you’re f-cking with a g who’s got stripes like a plaid shirt
a young n-gga get’s cash first, f-ck b-tches later, they’ll be around
for the leeches now i got raid cans
made man out of dade man, aye man
summer all year, yeah that salt life
sun shining, jewels bling blinging
all this ching chinging, got your main thing clinging
come get her you can have her back
sunny isles we all on the pier, hardrock a lil blackjack
lost it all but its all good, make one joog, get that back
wake up and might kayak or might hit the strip
fat tuesdays on a wednesday i’m getting ends bae let a n-gga hit
it’s the macaroni, you heard me b-tch, it’s the macaroni
married to the game baby holy matrimony, im gone..

(talking:d-mac)
who that is with all them chains on? oh that’s trick

(verse 2: convertible trick)
best advice take your own advice n-gga
before you try to rob think twice n-gga
young boss n-gga in whatever mode
im a f-cking movie, you’re a episode
godfather flow times two b-tch
hit your b-tch from the back with the broom stick
everytime you see me, in some new sh-t
you say you not a hater, why the shoe fit?
got a bad bm, got a fast bm,she ride with him till the tires flat
n-gga you’re a lame can’t admire that
had the black mustang, i retired that
sn-tch a n-gga chain just to let him know, i put you in the game i can take you out
broke n-ggas always do the f-cking most, im in my own lane never had a doubt
sippin rose’ never p-ssing out
been clocking in, now i’m cashing out
the devil is a lie, can’t come in this house
all these f-cking rhymes i be living out
addicted to a drug i ain’t never used
once you’ve got a plug, you’ll never lose
you from the projects, thought you’d never move
rims offset, a n-gga in a better mood
she say she wanna f-ck, i’m in another mood
once they catch up im on another move
i got my guns up n-gga no truce
this the art of war n-gga sun-tzu
money talks, bullsh-t walks a marathon
don perigean, f-ck a carry on
finna shop when i land take me to the mall
b-tch i really ball, n-gga really ball

- d mac rapper lyrics

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