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3 - gas low - dimka lyrics

yea yea
yea yea
yea yea
yea yea

get out of my dreams, get in my car
everything large, everything large
i could turn you to a star
i could take you real far
i could turn you to a star
i could take you real far yeah yeah

gas low gas low yea
but i don’t wanna go home yea
gas low gas low yea
but i don’t wanna go home yea
gas low gas low yea
but i don’t wanna go home yea
gas low gas low yea
but i don’t wanna go home yea

she like, where you tryna take me baby
light skin ting you jamaican me crazy
i don’t know what’s gotten into me lately
i told you i’ll say it again
wake up and smell the foldgers
your boyfriend is a doljer
that n-gga he a poser
and his n-ggas all control him
your mcm like 27 and he talkin’ back to his mama
but wouldn’t say that sh-t to me though
shoot a n-gga like a free throw
15 feet, 6 feet deep p-ssy n-gga n-gga bleed slow
red coming out his body looking like strawberry on burnt toast
i skrrt off like turbo
burberry lines on the stove
take 2 then f-ck me good then go home
yeah go home

get out of my dreams, get in my car
everything large, everything large
i could turn you to a star
i could take you real far
i could turn you to a star
i could take you real far yeah yeah

- dimka lyrics

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