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rush hour - dineroo lyrics

dinerøø * rush hour (prod. universe10k)

lyrics

dinerøø verse
yeah i gotta lot of bullets n*gga you can have em
michael myers to these b*tches ima have to stab em
all these hoes in my room but they back stabbers
i can’t f*ck wit these hoes running to the cabbage
n*ggas talking put yo head ina f*cking package
bad b*tch life good know she living lavish
give no f*ck bout these n*ggas say that wit a passion
b*tch favorite color pink like that n*gga patrick
and you ain’t making cheese
that’s the main f*cking reason that you mad at me
i know everything about you i got all the tea
i be f*cking on b*tch she’s a super freak
if you say you want the drugs n*gga come to me
that don’t mean that you finna get this sh*t for free
all this dope that i smoke that sh*t cost a fee
bad b*tch wanna ride told her come wit me
smoking dope f*cking hoes for my uncle cee
n*ggas act like they bout it but they not to me
n*ggas act like they up but they broke as me
that b*tch act like she not f*cking then she f*cked the team
when i’m deep in yo b*tch that sh*t make her scream
keep talking like you brazy you gone get the beam
bad b*tch wanna f*ck cause she see some cheese
baby girl turn around let me see some cheeks

- dineroo lyrics

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