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triple 7 aftalock (remix by kylegot$crewed) - doonie, dœza, elemino lyrics

[verse 1: doonie]
godd*mn i been living in a jungle (jungle)
ain’t n0body finna live in a rumble (hey)
f*cking underground sh*t is my type of
getting better at this sh*t that i’m in love of (word)
you can’t greed money with no hustle uh
you can’t just sleep and get muscles (uh)
better work your ass out
and before you pass out
don’t forget and regret
what you really came for mijo

just keep spinning that sh*t whooh (hey)
don’t stop spitting that sh*t whooh (hey)
stop spending money on b*tches
if they only give you puppy dog kisses
never look a woman by her thickness
on a soft heart be her witness
lovely as a dove on a pink dress
when she ain’t got no clothes
that’s a weakness (wooh)

[verse 2: dœza]

yuh
elemino, dœza
back at it again
(whooh)
i be rapping so much bars (hah)
i might go to prison
can’t lock me up with a leash
i’m the dog of this season
there’s a reason you put salt and pepper
on a chicken
see me in my kitchen
i be whippin’ b*tches
like i’m creepin’ and love
trust to my brothers
hate to my sinners and nonbelievers
when i give my verdict they be getting nervous
they know i’m serious with business
the realest

no capa ca dapa that sh*ts for the weakest
be very meticulous, dealing with
backstabbing k!llers
pettigrew rat or snitches
two*faced b*tches
conniving like judas uh
’cause you never know
a stab on your back is a kiss of an animal
makitan, madakpan gani tika
‘sud jud ka’s sako nga ganador
make it a punching bag
what i’ll use you for
ready your health expenditures
redo your t**th for dentures
it’s none of my business (no cap)
so i better get back to my climbing
and these rappers they started declining (uhuh)
i’m like “f*ck what just happened?”
“johnny you too much to handle they started to stu*tu*tu*stutter”

they soft as a b*tter
i don’t want another to line up in here
and get shot
ain’t no gunner
you know that
i gave my pass on your b*tch she a stank ass
take a step back, wear a hazmat, face mask
cover your face that’s an ass crack (hah)
don’t deny that sh*t
napa ko’y god tier diri nga insulto
tambaloslos resultas pagkabogo
sagpaon pag sandugo
grabe magka dugo
wow

i’m like a commando
living in a castle
spartan for my sandal
feed you to my cat that’s a bengal
blow out your candle
b*tch i
sleep with my guns in the attic
ain’t a gun addict
pencil and paper my automatic (tutu)
tryna’ come up
i’ma make you balik
back to my shadow, i’m that cold*hearted
you’re not ready, b*tch
sh*t
we do this in our sleep cuz
y’all not ready for this sh*t
uhm yuh

[verse 3: elemino]
y’all ‘ready know i got that
b.d.e
from the c*e*b, you better run b*tch call them b.f.p
i got the propane
i’m new in the game, but i want the smoke
do this sh*t differently
like apl de, francis, and andrew e
they paved the way, i’ma do the same
them og’s depend on me

i’m the epitome of villainy in the pit of me
eenie meenie weather any enemy
i’m eating all these motherf*cking tryna be’s
my talent and my pen and me
that’s all i’m gonna need
i’m plenty ready, already
this sh*t is sucka free
mao ni, mao nay
sh*t that you cannot deny
i made this sh*t better when i
had this beat revived
b*tch just to k!ll it and die huh

triple 7, b*tch that’s after lock
more like a triple six, i’m devilish with it
f*ck a gimmick
wai patik, wai patek, walai drink
b*tch when i come with it
cause y’all know i’m the man
everything that i do pagexpect
nga wa nataghapan
so f*ck triple 7 f*ck all that luck
i put in the work cause that’s what the f*ck

f*cking karma in the kama
sh*t like its just another b*tch
but whenever it does
there’s no need to complicate
basta cebuano
we’ll still make our come up
maliit na bag*y hindi problemahon
goddammit dali ra solbaron
ayaw labara this sh*t is simple
ayaw’g anara
mogara that’s why

i don’t do handouts, di ko manita
there ain’t no us, i ain’t lupita
i don’t f*ck with you don’t ask for a feature
ay sig’ dikit, astang kulita
ay sigeg binagsik, pinamay
kay pisik rakas tip sako d*ck
y’all my sons, you’re my kid
if this sh*t makes you think, do it twice
i can switch on you b*tch
you can pick any day of the week
hah b*tch ‘cause

if i gotta body a rapper to show i’m the illest
pick up the mic b*tch i’m ready, i’m holding it down
i still keep my composure my hair be sl!ck back
while i do it uh
queen city in this b*tch
2020 won’t get to me b*tch
i’m ending my year with a song
when it drop
808’s make your face maguba in this b*tch
(whoo)

every bit of me is great
it’s embedded all i gotta do
is start it independent, never doubt it
every sentence
gotta burn the beat to 3rd degree
and i put that on my mama, everybody
to luigi to my cousins till the 3rd degree
till even random motherf*ckers down the street they can agree
that i got this sh*t in every motherf*cking cell in me, makalagot ang energy
‘cause what i’m never gonna do
is f*cking sellout, i’m never selling me

- doonie doeza elemino lyrics

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