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just bcuz - damedot lyrics

[intro]
(what up, rj?)
you know what this sound like?
that “life behind tint” dame
are you in the mafia?
am i in a what?

[verse 1]
yeah, rich n*gga drop a bag on a broke boy
you know, you say my name in a rap, we gon’ smoke some’
shirt say marni on the front, already know the jeans (you already know)
b*tches droppin’ dead when i show up, b*tch, you know the scene (mwah)
n*gga, what you mean? i been givin’, you ain’t never got it (broke boy)
losin’ never been an option, racks fallin’ out my pockets (racks)
you can get a sixty or one*eighty, i’m the local doctor
kiss you after she just ate me up, that ho outta pocket (d*mn)
this sh*t that came in the mail, you will never see (fetty)
bro opened up on the counter, i couldn’t even breathe
five percent tints on the christians, i can’t even see (f*ck is that?)
i just took a picture with your b*tch, she couldn’t believe the [?][0:44] (don’t believe it)
a hundred thousand ain’t enough, fair enough
got more racks than all y’all n*ggas together, call my bluff (call my bluff)
i got four pockets stuffed, in an oldie with them rugs (oldie with the rugs)
need exterminator ’cause these hoes act like bugs (swear to god)
[chorus]
i might go to mexico tomorrow just because (tomorrow)
i should go to war with y’all n*ggas just because (f*ck y’all n*ggas)
y’all n*ggas try so hard, and i’m doin’ it just because (damedot)
can’t go back*and*forth with no buyer, i’m a plug
a cool tuesday night, i got on marni just because (lit as f*ck)
she ain’t even want no money, she just f*ck me just because (i got you)
my hoes love me to death, they go beyond and above (they love me)
they’ll do it for the free, but i’ma pay ’em just because

[verse 2]
my young n*gga got on all blue, but he ain’t cuz (he ain’t crip)
he said it’s on the love, but i’ma pay him just because (i got it)
i had to go to hutch for this water, see the flood? (ice, ice, ice)
he was loud as h*ll, so we turned him to some runtz
ten milli’ in the club, i’ll send you to the roof (bow)
b*tch, i came in here with [?][1:33] and she got a hundred too (racks)
n*gga run up on me tweakin’, we gon’ have him eatin’ soup
it ain’t no more room in this car, it’s a coupe (skrrt)
nah, this ain’t no tris, b*tch, i’m sippin’ on your homie (whew, whew)
this an ap, not a rollie, i’ma k!ll that n*gga— (k!ll that n*gga)
lamborghini urus, i’ma drive it like a stoly (a stoly)
hop out on the street, swing the stick like a goalie (brrt)
euro*steppin’ hoes like i’m manu ginóbili
my mind just be gone, man, sometimes it f*ck me up, how i got so much motion
the c8 came chopped, so the top just be open (whew, whew)
if you think any b*tch leavin’ me, then you stupid
[chorus]
i might go to mexico tomorrow just because (tomorrow)
i should go to war with y’all n*ggas just because (f*ck y’all n*ggas)
y’all n*ggas try so hard, and i’m doin’ it just because (damedot)
can’t go back*and*forth with no buyer, i’m a plug
a cool tuesday night, i got on marni just because (lit as f*ck)
she ain’t even want no money, she just f*ck me just because (i got you)
my hoes love me to death, they go beyond and above (they love me)
they’ll do it for the free, but i’ma pay ’em just because

[outro]
real gutta

- damedot lyrics

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