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hash brown - deema lyrics

[verse 1]
guys are telling lies i’m losing trust now
everybody bragging bout their money or their buss down
had to cross the line and go and make another touch down
oh there he goes now and i flip it up down
everybody screaming what the f*ck now
little bit of liquor in my cup now
quicker with the funds now
man i swear i’ll do it give me reason, give me one pound
if i tell her come round knickers gonna drop down
ay, big smile sweet cheeks and a bum round
we getting jiggy in the bed and making love sounds
she said she with me till she dead but i’m gonna cut now
the wave looking like a flood now

[hook]
light brown ting on the side hash brown
big lips and a spliff call her loud mouth
light brown light brown ting on the side hash brown
had to go uptown we don’t come down south big loud mouth
[verse 2]
splash a couple bags on couple bags now i’m a trap star
everybody bragging about the gucci or their black card
every boy wanna be a baller or rap star
just so they can grab a girl and go and get some gauchos
artful dodger pick the pockets, pockets on my clout flows
man i’m dressing up and putting on my going out clothes
got a couple brands but really i could do without those
need another tag but labels i could do without them
oh you’re trying to link just let me know when you’re about then
i know somewhere we can go and you can come without friends
i ain’t trying to think so if you want you can can just shout them
oh they’re going out then you might as well shout them

[hook]
light brown light brown ting on the side hash brown
big lips and a spliff call her loud mouth
light brown light brown ting on the side hash brown
had to go uptown we don’t come down south big loud mouth

[bridge]
why’s she such a loudmouth?
doggie out the pound now been catting for an hour
don’t know how she found out but now she acting sour
made a bestie bow down like sh*ggy in the shower it wasn’t me
[verse 3]
go and do a lot and then i go and do a next bit
got a couple checks i need to check off on my checklist
any disrespects and i’m gonna end up with some red fists
we be moving secret so we link up at the exits
i know south of east my n*gga i don’t know where west is
i keep to myself my n*gga i already said this
my name out your mouth
or you gone end up with a death wish
baby you a beauty we would really have the best kids
we can blow some o’s by you forget about your exes
see me face*to*face i can’t communicate through texts
you do me while i do you nah you know i ain’t s*xist
if p*ssy wasn’t power n*gga none of us would exist

[outro]
little bit of money for a little bit of (exist) bad day
little bit of little bit of money for a bad day
up to them i’d never have it that way
little bit of money for a little bit of then i would be (woah!)
don’t talk ease up, we ain’t even in a rush
ease up leave us, man i’m going all the way
need love, leave love, leave it for another day
g’d up, ps up, need it for another day (woah!)

- deema lyrics

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