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mr miyagi - dareaperlo lyrics

[verse 1: dareaperloski]
you don’t even know how to hop out with a b*tton, show me how you tweak
my youngin’ said he watch to learn a lesson, n*gga, take a seat
we got more shots than a bar, tell me what you need
weight that switch up and down, mr. miyagi
i done bent the third so many times they like what you see
i done put tha’ b*tton in the ride it’s a push the v
he bought scooter runtz but for that price, he could’ve bought some lean
balenciaga tracks hopping out, n*gga, fbg

[verse 2: 1mere]
bend the .9, whoever out there gon’ see fully, gang
crazy vat’, like sliding with the drac, [?]
i seen a opp, face wide open, i still wanna shoot his brain
put that hot on every f*cking opp and make them wanna change
i tried serving my uncle, but my aunt said i never change
feeling like chief keef, with that b*tton, hop out i’ma bang
we done bend the third, so many times, it got re*arranged
i feel like i’m wocka, with the flocka, ’cause it’s getting flamed

[verse 3: dareaperloski & 1mere]
we can bend the third, hit gerald we don’t gotta take the main
all the opps do is airbend i’m ’bouta call them aang
we use traphones, n*gga dropping think sh*t a game
auntie wanting fenty when i swish [?]
i watched [?] get hit up with that f*cking drac’ he couldn’t f*cking breath
lo’ was sitting on them steps, then he heard the blrrd, then he gon’ eat
they don’t speak on cck, they know who really catching b’s
fetti bust the trap, he shouldn’t lack we caught him catching zs
made a opp b*tch get a drop, after she did get her knees
all my opps get the drop, we running to them like the pedigree
broski running around with no f*ckin’ burner, heavy [?]
crazy, he was just a, just a
crazy, he was just a, just a
going, going fed
i’m dabbing up my papi always blowing got that check for me
my youngin’ hopped out blew that whistle like a referee
he wanna talk to doctor goose the gl!ck but he don’t got that fee
how he b*tchin’ to get in this ride but he don’t got the key
like all we want for christmas is a b*tton and a newbie ski
hunnid’ in the drum hopping out it got a double d
going fed
cck
we gone put that belt to ass them n*ggas took osama
anybody he think he on this car i’m like wick fry ’em
posting v, in that studio, i’m outside slidin’
n*gga kidding around, thought it was love, then we slimed him
jay ain’t look both ways when he came out, that’s how they got him
go

- dareaperlo lyrics

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