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belt to azz (intro) - damjonboi lyrics

[intro]
hmm

[verse 1]
belt to ass (yeah)
i was boolin’ for a minute, time to hit the gas (skrrt)
in the set, ain’t no swipin’, b*tch, i’m payin’ cash (cash)
cut the dirty b*tches off and left ’em in the past
baby girl say she love me, don’t make me laugh (ha)
how many bodies you done caught? sh*t, don’t even ask
long pipe, zone life, i’m a different breed
used to love you like a brother, now we enemies (f*ck)
the stick got a bunch of legs, it’s a centipede (oh yeah?)
catch him in that drop, do him like he kеnedy
if i die today, i bet thеy gon’ remember me (for real)
i wish b was here so we could pour some hennessy
i got a thick brownskin b*tch in tennessee (okay)
i heard her daddy was the plug, i’m tryna get a ki’ (sh*t)
tell mob press record, watch me transform (sh*t)
n*ggas better check the stats, i never stopped scorin’
haha, sh*t
i heard them n*ggas want smoke, where they at? (where they at?)
i put a b*tch on him, he know that it’s a catch
ducked off, runnin’ up them bands, it’s a flex
last n*gga that tried to make a diss, we put him in a suit
i don’t want no motherf*ckin’ cookie, b*tch, we blowin’ fruit
we ain’t never f*cked with y’all p*ssy n*ggas, tell the truth
you turn into a different n*gga when you in the booth
[interlude]
cappin’*ass n*gga
f*ck wrong with these n*ggas?
i’ve really been out the way, like
just havin’ this sh*t, you see what i’m sayin’?
yeah, you can see who really doin’ this sh*t
really just, really just
actin’ like they doin’ this sh*t
i’ma talk to ’em

[verse 2]
i cut my favorite ho off ’cause she f*cked a lame (f*ck)
i cut some lame n*ggas off for swervin’ in my lane (f*ck)
i seen the opps playin’ my music, man, that sh*t was strange (the f*ck?)
i heard the feds in my hood, just don’t say my name
shoutout to my five*two boys, lil j my twin (my twin)
r.i.p. to mamba, we just tryna win (yessir)
up fin, knock his soul out his f*ckin’ skin
i talked to t**zy, i just wanna see him out the pen’
i get money and go home, life kinda boring (yeah)
got your b*tch throwin’ nick in the newest foreign
all these n*ggas really want my spot, i’m a born star
i just turned his main b*tch into a p*rn star
you ain’t lettin’ no stick off, b*tch, you throwin’ darts
n*ggas dyin’ tryin’ to be like other n*ggas, owen hart (sh*t)
he used to be a good kid, now he a gravedigger
i ain’t talkin’ myplayer when i say i made n*ggas (f*ck)
maybe i should be a— f*ck
maybe i should be a preacher, i done saved n*ggas (okay)
you a ho for real, lettin’ them n*ggas play with you (godd*mn)

- damjonboi lyrics

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