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prada - donsmith (one word) lyrics

[intro: sim from the hill]
man, what’s a good night to a young sugar hill legend like me
on the a*b*c*d line, it’s a lot of different places, you feel me
hit up my n*gga del, ask for the gassy pack
you already know he got that, you feel me
but before you gettin’ into any type of scrollin’
you gotta think about if you hungry
if you big hungry, a n*gga like me recommend something like famous, you feel me
or you could go to taste of seafood, that’s on three fifth and eighth
you go to liquor store, that’s on five seven right there
real zombieland, not zombieland number two
not the sh*t on two fifth and lex, you feel me
right nеxt door they got the good toe, you gon’ need somе of that too
the good dark toe, head back to the block
get your grub on, get your smoke on, get your drink on
gangsta man, regular sh*t man
sugar hill

[intro: donsmith]
don’t ask me where i’m from
you know where i’m from
what up zoomo
right

[verse: donsmith]
b*tch i feel like dondada
made the squad proud
’bout to make my mom prouder
might buy my mom prada
i been trying to keep my mom prouder
than lebron’s father
while she at home watchin’
it’s on the line like a free*throw or supreme droppin’
i hope you fiends cop it
ain’t no cheatin’ in this game, why you screen watching
i seen you screenshot me
my lifeline don’t rely on wifi, n*gga please stop it
look, my whole closet full of champ hoodies and loose debris
i’m rocking chanclas that ain’t gucci or louis v
they try to use me
and end up gettin’ used to me huh?
committin’ truancy, ya’ll was never shoolin’ me
how you made the same album six times
and still complain ’bout your bench time
don’t wait around for n0body to place no medal on you
you ain’t the best ’cause your squad decided to settle on you
ain’t blowin’ smoke from a cold pistol
know i got hot hands
i wrote my own ticket
flew out to la, stranded on my own n*gga
thank god, i met shorty who had a home n*gga
charge to the same game that turned me joe namath
zoomo got me back spazzin’, on my t. mac
but no rockets or raptor jerseys where my team at
you say my name in vein
you better mean that
n*ggas reachin, but you never seen me react
threats turn me to stevie wonder
i don’t see that
keep it straight up with me
give me good posture
swallow pride like a pill from a good doctor
i got my hood watchin’
i keep my hood on me
greatest line in the league, i’m in good pocket
i been a real n*gga
ain’t no cosign ever made me feel bigger
i couldn’t feel bigger
on sugar hill with it
got me feelin’ like i’m tommy
i’m a hill figure
but for real n*gga
they say i don’t feel n*ggas
[outro: donsmith]
for real, i don’t feel n*ggas
it’s a few names in my will n*gga
word to sim from the hill n*gga

- donsmith one word lyrics

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