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paper boy - dmb gotti lyrics

[intro]
that’s your ho? i f*cked your b*tch
hold up, your face look mad as sh*t
she sucked my d*ck and you kissed her
boy, i nutted all on her lips
that’s your ho? i f*cked your b*tch
hold up, your face look mad as sh*t
she sucked my d*ck and you kissed her
boy, i nutted all on her lips

[verse 1: dmb gotti]
your homies blue*blue, they indict mine
i drop a hundred bars, pressure up they pipeline
i’m at the right place at the right time
the b*tch only give face if you dm the right line
f*ck her, she a thot box
huh, f*ckin’ all my n*ggas ’cause we top notch
leave the chopper in the closet with the top locked
n*gga say he f*cked my b*tch, that ain’t mine, though
that’s for the g*ngb*ng, throw her in the cyclone
i’m gettin’ chicken, i’m countin’ out like i’m livin’ different
my people tote them choppers, aka i’m still a n*gga
the way you talk on instagram, no, we don’t feel it, n*gga
run up in your kitchen, leave evidence on your dishes, n*gga
i done snuck glock in the function
off a perky, i’m whippin’ it all for nothin’
if nothin’ work, then i’m climbin’ behind the curtains
grabbin’ cash, do the dash, hope it’s worth it, the dmbeezy

[verse 2: mozzy]
every n*gga with me gon’ dish out smoke (dish out smoke)
google what my shooter finna get out for (finna get out for)
cook smoke, only love, no outdoor (no outdoor)
i just want your throat, what you strip down for? (woah)
keep the transaction on the d*’own low (uh*huh)
i’m in and out of state, but i’ma be ’round, though (i’ma be ’round, though)
tryna break somethin’ when i be ’round hoes (when i be ’round hoes)
d*mn near every n*gga that you be ’round told, yeah (woah)
ten toes, you gon’ walk for me? (you gon’ walk for me?)
you gon’ slide inside a room and take a call for me? yeah (h*llo?)
no percentage, run it all to me (run it all to me)
i’ma show you how to manifest a soft twenty (easy)
everything gucci and velvet, you let me tell it (you let me tell it)
young really ’bout his paper, you can smell it (you can smell it)
i tried tell ’em, they ain’t felt it how i felt it (huh?)
i was takin’ trips to the neck, just bein’ selfish

[outro]
that’s your ho? i f*cked your b*tch
hold up, your face look mad as sh*t
she sucked my d*ck and you kissed her
boy, i nutted all on her lips
that’s your ho? i f*cked your b*tch
hold up, your face look mad as sh*t
she sucked my d*ck and you kissed her
boy, i nutted all on her lips

- dmb gotti lyrics

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