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little bit more - lil donald lyrics

[chorus]
i ain’t gon’ act like i got it, i’m gettin’ it
i ain’t gon’ f-ck on that ho but she tempting
take care of my partner while they do their sentence
can’t fall in love with that ho, boy you trippin’
i live my life every day in the trenches
pray that the police don’t pull up and get me
you give me a pack and i promise i flip it
run that sack up a little bit more
if you say no you’ll never go broke
i can’t fall in love with these hoes
they gon’ f-ck you and spend all your dough

[verse 1]
let her spend all my cash
now she won’t f-ck me, i’m feelin’ bad
i gotta find me another b-tch
gotta go f-ck on another b-tch
these b-tches be on some other sh-t
they started bringing up other sh-t
i had to sell me some other sh-t
just so i can get a couple chips
i’m talkin’ pringles, doritos, and fritos
i had to trap and sell sh-t to the migos
i had to run off on n-gg-s to get it
i had to k!ll to protect all my children
i pray to god, i hope he forgive me
know it ain’t right, this the life that i’m livin’
tooly gon’ peel in and steal in and pull up in the trenches
i’ma hop in it, that’s just how we gettin’ it
mama i love you, grandma please forgive me
i’ma still thug it
i know i’m poppin’ the percocets, druggin’
i know this sh-t got me hot as an oven
itchin’ and twitchin’, the pistol i’m grippin’
know they wanna catch me on gresham slippin’
thinkin’ it’s sweet and your mama come up missing
thinkin’ you takin’ me away from my children (i love my kids)

[verse 2]
last n-gg- tried to take somethin’
i guess he thought i wouldn’t shake nothin’
oh y’all n-gg-s betty crocker, finna bake somethin’
i’ma go ahead and make somethin’
big homie gon’ make sure
we ain’t put no cut on that dope, n-gg- promise it’s all pure
youngin comin’ back, had to run it back
in your b-tch, chop it down, chop it down like a lumberjack
these real bars, nah nah nah this ain’t mumble rap
send your -ss a pack, let you make a cap
rob you for your cap, you can’t get it back
this is my trap, where you think you at?
lil b-tch on the way to asia
i just want to f-ck her, i’m not tryna cuff her
i ain’t gotta persaude her
if i f-ck some b-tches you can f-ck some n-gg-s, let’s just put it all on the table
just keep it real with yourself
you ain’t even talkin’ real, save your breath
you can keep that f-ck sh-t over there
lil donald (lil donald, lil donald)
say my name b-tch
kick kick sh-t, liu kang b-tch
your b-tch clappin’ for the b-tches
please don’t step on my sneakers
smoke the best of that reefer
slice your ho up like pizza

- lil donald lyrics

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