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try - dagha lyrics

[hook: dagha]
i’m too reliable, undeniable, fly
when i cut my locks off you said i changed inside
i’m going through too much to play with this 9 to 5
only few knew… y’all helped me get by
see the future’s frontin’ for me in a shirt and a tie
i’m going through the ill divorce but you won’t see me cry
i think i might quit tomorrow and that’s really no lie
you can ask me if i tried i’ll look you right in the eyes

[first verse: dagha]
monneth’s on the phone. karen got a half-a-day
bang bang’s on the net. that’s my man jose
tony… he’s drinking coffee and it’s 2 o’clock
me and bill came back from lunch. we left at 12 o’clock
i-spy’s on the prowl, adjustments got my back
freddy bizzle wants trees and melissa’s in the back
with carlos. jimmy on some bad personal hygiene
bozo’s at my desk asking me for visine
india’s my girl but she got mad vacation
i got dumb responsibilities, no further placement
i won’t even begin about my homeboy flynn
ad’s with mich-lle who’s with kim who’s with jen
cam’s prank calling me. communications follow me
reps gettin’ stressed out, looking for apologies

[hook: dagha]
i’m too reliable, undeniable, fly
when i cut my locks off you said i changed inside
i’m going through too much to play with this 9 to 5
only few knew. y’all helped me get by
see the future’s frontin’ for me in a shirt and a tie
i’m going through the ill divorce but you won’t see me cry
i think i might quit tomorrow and that’s really no lie
you can ask me if i tried i’ll look you right in the eyes

[second verse: dagha]
jeremiah’s a cool cat he writes graffiti on paper
tyrone’s a know felon. he might rape ya
wizzle’s on the hands-free, jb’s in miami
stacking grands g, tryna win me some grammys
wally has a cl-ss and he wants me to speak
got fruity loops at my desk he’s interrupting the beats
hilda’s got the goods yeah she’s also sweet
mizzle and nizzle got the toothpaste for my teeth
peace out to monteau.. hittin’ chics then gonzo
big up to fritz who got frisked for bomb yo
sales support slacks but what’s up to sarah
mr. president i never seen it so clearer
tricksy moved to florida, roy’s in the corridor
bob o’s in brazil, he’s the head compliance officer…

- dagha lyrics

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