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turn the volume up - dmann lyrics

you got 4 well i need 8
tryna f*ck don’t wanna date
do a n*gga janky where we throw the poles they in the lake, shhh
undercover on my ass and i’m gonna shake it
keep flexin’ all them blueface [?] i’m gonna take it
ion f*ck around with n*ggas, n*ggas d*ck sucking bad
tryna trick over a b*tch cause she you n*ggas sad
ion even go no daughter but this b*tch call me dad
if i ain’t out here getting money then i’m cooking in the lab
you ain’t got no motivation you just broke and h*lla lazy
b*tch i love distrokid every month them n*ggas pay me
you can be my little slime but you won’t evеr be my lady
had to cut some family off evеn them n*ggas be shady
i just gave lil bro a hunnid told him bring me back five
all you n*ggas do is model with your guns you don’t slide
i can make this sh*t a cookie or you want this sh*t a pie
caught that n*gga out in kent[?] almost made that n*gga cry
i ain’t capping why the f*ck i gotta lie about this sh*t
i just f*cked a white b*tch her daddy calling me a pr*ck
almost hit for 20 bands on that motherf*ckin l!ck
almost f*cked her and her friend but them b*tches made me pick
we h*lla drunk and getting dirty but we don’t care cause we got money
you is not a scammer n*gga, you a motherf*ckin’ dummy
i just spilled a little [?] on my kicks i’m so clumsy
is you ready for this sh*t cause [?]
you ever seen a n*gga bleed so much it made a puddle?
i’m tryna put my d*ck inside, b*tch i’m not tryna cuddle
10 millimeter n*gga we ain’t finna run a rumble
i’m on these old n*ggas heads b*tch i’m done being humble
yeah the grass a little greener but we still tryna hurt n*ggas
imma slide for my brothers, b*tch i ain’t lil durk n*gga
my main b*tch a teacher and my side b*tch a nurse
n*ggas i just cheated on my b*tch i’m finna buy her a purse
real sh*t talking n*gga you can never do this style
i just got the new yeezeys shoutout to my n*gga kyle
i gotta drive up to the bay and get it shipped to ohio
n*gga tryna wear my shoes you can’t even walk a mile
if its beef, let me know so i can send yo ass to god
n*ggas broke out here still tryna pimp and tryna ride
let me get that [?] with the corn on the cobs
if i pull up in the rental it’s a foreign or a dodge
n*gga ay
if i pull up in that shh it’s a foreign or a
if i pull up in that
ay okay
shh

- dmann lyrics

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