paparazzi - dcg shun & dcg bsavv lyrics
[intro * dcg shun]
no bow
please don’t try to watch me
(dylan cookin’ hits boy)
lets go
please don’t try to
phew
please don’t try to watch me
phew
please don’t try to watch me
phew
please don’t try to watch me
yea
i’m duckin
uh, lets go
[hook * dcg shun ]
please don’t try to watch me, i’m duckin paparazzi
opp’s be on my d*ck, they lame as h*ll, they gotta copy
i been in the trenches since a baby, i was snotty
we don’t f*ck with goofy’s, one of dem, but he is not me
uh, i’m drunk as h*ll, but i’m not sloppy
pull this b*tch around so i can park and she can top me
uh, this srt so they can’t stop me
i moved out the trenches, n*ggas mad cause they can’t pop me
[verse 1 * dcg shun]
uh, i got dior on my kicks b*tch
already left the crib without my phone, she having misfits
uh, f*cked that b*tch, she been got dismissed
i wanna f*ck yo friend when we get done, think i’m a sick b*tch
uh, she think i’m dumb i got a sixth sense
i’on give a f*ck about you being married, i’m just your mistress
yea, she got tired and gave me distance
i’m finna go on tour, just relax, i hope you miss me
yeeaa, you diss on the dead, you gone be missing
already got me a bag, i know they mad, i bought them switches
put this b*tch on the curb, he offa perc, thats why he itchin’
yeeaa, she really tryna go down, she tryna get down just for some inches
uh, i already know how to rap, i get sh*t done when i’m in the trenches
uh, i had really got tatted, n0body died behind them disses
uh, i had to put on my mask, i ain’t gone lie; i saw a witness
yea, he diss me on the gram, his ass a fan, he all in my mentions
[hook * dcg shun ]
please don’t try to watch me, i’m duckin paparazzi
opp’s be on my d*ck, they lame as h*ll, they gotta copy
i been in the trenches since a baby, i was snotty
we don’t f*ck with goofy’s, one of dem, but he is not me
uh, i’m drunk as h*ll, but i’m not sloppy
pull this b*tch around so i can park and she can top me
uh, this srt so they can’t stop me
i moved out the trenches, n*ggas mad cause they can’t pop me
[verse 2 * dcg bsavv]
uh, and i’m the coldest in the rap fasho, uh
we just got a check and bought some *b*r*r*, i got a bag fasho
uh yea, he got the wok but what he taxin’ for?
we’ll come right thru and spot that b*tch, f*ck he was bappin for?
left his gun in the picture, f*ck he lackin for?
we just missed his ass, i might reroute you know i’m active tho
i’m in uber with that stick, this sh*t get tragic tho
pull up to the side, b*tch i’m so dumb i might blow out the door
yeaa, she know i’m special and i got a stroke
b*tch i’m kinda god in my hood, i give my n*ggas hope
oh lets go, said she don’t need me, f*ck she stressin’ for?
this b*tch know i’m up, i pay her bills, i get my blessin’s tho, uh
uh, know i’m a dog but i’m the freshest tho
tried to talk to her, she f*cked my man’s; i learned my lesson tho
uh b*tch, you ain’t even tell me you a petty hoe
i just bought a drake, it hold 78 like i’m off essence tho
[hook * dcg shun ]
please don’t try to watch me, i’m duckin paparazzi
opp’s be on my d*ck, they lame as h*ll, they gotta copy
i been in the trenches since a baby, i was snotty
we don’t f*ck with goofy’s, one of dem, but he is not me
uh, i’m drunk as h*ll, but i’m not sloppy
pull this b*tch around so i can park and she can top me
uh, this srt so they can’t stop me
i moved out the trenches, n*ggas mad cause they can’t pop me
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