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30k - dirtydeedsforcheap lyrics

thirty thousand dollars my jeans b*tch
leave that b*tch on seen bih
she can’t get a ring ye
dirty deeds for cheap ye
flex
king crimson
that b*tch suck more than the pistons
tom brady, white line
f*ck a b*tch right now
p*ssy pull yo bank out
pop it just like bane ya
pop it just like bane ya
pop it just like bane ya
f*ck about a b*tch we not giving range up
i spent thirty thousand dollars on some chains yuh
i mean three hundred k on my chains yuh
this not the sixties b*tch but you still get hanged up
you still work a nine to five?
n*gga get a raise bruh
im a corporate ceo take yo paycut
f*ck about a b*tch?
f*ck about a f*cking sl*t?
if she enter the house sh*t
she has to just shutup
scar*h tucked away in my f*cking trunk
f*ck about a b*tch?
im not off them f*cking pills
four point one gpa
i couldve went to yale
she like dirty deeds you so rich
yea oh yea
i could never drop a album
i dont f*ck with grail
they want all my methods
i could never tell em
i need a car for a drive*by
call up lester
huh?
this is real life n*gga not no game
i pull up with the choppa then you can get hanged
i dont f*ck with cops?
na i dont f*ck with n*ggas
i dont f*ck with n*ggas like the triple k
yuh
its too much blang she said get diamonds out my face
yuh
i put that on december that i made a k yuh
pushing horsepower
muscle muscle muscle huh
these hoes too confusing
i dont wanna solve puzzle yuh
scar*h left that p*ssy boy confuzzled yuh
n*gga talking sh*t on ig
eat the muzzle up

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