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normandy - dubstar tx lyrics

say
hit that back street

ran off on the plug
now he a athlete

b*tch

you running game
this ain’t no track meet

we all black
this ain’t no backstreet
gta wit all this money
n*gga think we using cheats

lil b*tch thought i worked at arby’s
how i carry round this meat

say they mention smoke
well they bet not mention me

give my bih that witherspoon
then run off with that “yettadeeeeee”

i could never show fake love, huh
but y’all knew dat
used to have the fiends poppin up
n*gga like, who dat?
he ran off on the plug, huh
they beat ‘em blue, black
they did em just like friday
now hе asking , where his shoes at ?

ayе look
you goin suffer this defeat
n*ggas claiming that they real
but i’m looking at receipts
n*ggas claim they never told
aint what i’m hearing in the streets
only place i’m checking in
at the hilton or a suite

black street
black jeep rolling
all black heat
i’m in the backseat holding
n*gga thought it was sweet
i rolled the window down and showed him
pulled up on that boy like
(skurrrrrrt)
in slow motion
d*mn, i mean, in slow motion
boy these n*ggas broke den a hoe with no motion
should’ve went to work, tried to jugg the dope
the hoe smoked it
really wild since a juvenile
whip dope in slow motion
slow motion for me
aye, in slow motion
i been f*cking the game
raw dogged, the door open
gave the game my heart, then another hoe stole it
so when the game gave me her heart sh*t, i let lil bro hold it
then they passed the sh*t to me
back and forth like hot potato
n*ggas playing with that heat
if a goofy acting tough, he get fanned out in the street
nicknamed him benadryl , cause he putting sh*t to sleep

- dubstar tx lyrics

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