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space dash - eldavidfr lyrics

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like d*mn, come on, yeah, ay, ay, young hawks on that b*tch, rank1, you know what the f*ck goin’ on man (isaac what the h*ll’s going on?)

sp*ce dash, f*ckin’ the b*tch from the back she got a sp*ce ass
sp*ce dash, leavin’ the earth as soon as we go face that
sp*ce dash, call me about some money, i’m there asap
sp*ce dash, gettin’ the bread from the bank, hoes, we don’t chase that

sp*ce dash, say you ain’t snitch lil’ boy, but where yo’ case at?
sp*ce dash, way too fast lil’ boy ’cause we don’t pace that
sp*ce dash, you flashin’ money, we come take that
sp*ce dash, we in the coupe, you cannot race that

sp*ce dash in this coupe, me and david in this whip
for the weekend, go peru, then turks and caicos for the trip
it ain’t nun’ for me to pay 2 hundred for her to fill her lip
i don’t know if it’s red or if it’s green, still took a sip

pour out some bass, pour out some drank
got me a milf, we breakin’ the bank
f*ckin’ the baddest, you f*ckin’ a sk*nk
money off rap, but i’m still gon’ scam

b*tch, i’m still gonna rob you
i ain’t supposed, but i’m still gon’ pop you
up this chop’, like a mic, it’s gon’ talk to you
scamming off prepaids, goin’ out fishin’
got the rod with me, no slippin’
i’m a dog lil’ b*tch, no trickin’
hunnid bands that i made off a l!ck, aye

aye, that i made off a bum
got a stick and it came with a drum
suckin’ that d*ck, only using her gums
she off a perc, but this d*ck got her numb

louis v new season bag, 12 hundred without tax
got some leather jeans on to match my ricky kicks, all black

sp*ce dash, f*ckin’ the b*tch from the back she got a sp*ce ass
sp*ce dash, leavin’ the earth as soon as we go face that
sp*ce dash, call me about some money, i’m there asap
sp*ce dash, gettin’ the bread from the bank, hoes, we don’t chase that

sp*ce dash, say you ain’t snitch lil’ boy, but where yo’ case at?
sp*ce dash, way too fast lil’ boy ’cause we don’t pace that
sp*ce dash, you flashin’ money, we come take that
sp*ce dash, we in the coupe, you cannot race that

- eldavidfr lyrics

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