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light my blunt - lil duke lyrics

[intro: lil duke]
light b-tch get out of my way, come on
yeah, yeah
ysl sh-t (yeah)
woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah!

[hook: lil duke]
first let me light my blunt, then i’ma hit my cup
she made you wait three months, first day she let me f-ck
all my young n-ggas up, d-gg-n these hoes can’t get stuck
and i can’t love on these hoes i just l-st, we used to be broke used to ride on the bus
i’m in the lambo i’m crawlin down sunset and i look like a motherf-cking caterpillar
i left a 9 in the spot and it came with a glock and a motherf-cking babysitter
i don’t surround myself around none of these broke n-ggas
all i hang around is some major n-ggas
i use to break on the cops and i leave the block hot like some motherf-cking cajun n-gga

[verse 1: lil duke]
they talkin about us they can’t face us n-ggas
b-tches i dont wanna f-ck say they hate a n-gga
play with my money i gotta whole lot of tips for you just like i’ma waiter n-gga
every day my birthday like yak gotti
don’t stand in no line i don’t do no waiting
i’m geeked up right now and i’m f-ckin faded
i thank the lord that we finally made it
thanking the lord that we here today
he gave me a chance now i’m here to stay
surrounded by real i dont f-ck with fake
if it ain’t about no money don’t wanna play
better stay down get yo racks up
dont play crazy boy you act tough
i’m in pakistan i’m in the bluff
say you got a hundred thou’ boy that ain’t sh-t to us
hit yo -ss with a hundred round come pick ’em up
shot ole man up back i hope he don’t run out of luck
mane all the bad b-tches they wanna f-ck they hurt ’em up
run through the club make it thunderstorm
you never seen this is a one on one
young n-gga they got a ton of guns
part of them they can’t wait to eat some lunch
then they pulling up in all kind of foreigns
no basic b-tch you broke b-tches boring

[verse 2: gunna]
i use to trap on the block use to trap out the bando and break down the bundles
back in my momma house told her i ain’t moving out till i done stack me a hunnit
hit me my first l1ck and i buy me a pint and i went to go cop me a honda
that sh-t caught as fried as mcdonald’s, lil b-tch get that sh-t, it weren’t funny
the ice on my neck and wrist under my fingers i told you i gone shine like the summer
i need me a b-tch like madonna, eat on that p-ssy, kutana
bake that sh-t up like lasagna, she say she wanted young gunna
i’m still on that run up get done up, walk in that club with that burner
all of my n-ggas don’t murder, don’t know what you heard of, we came out the ghetto
came a long way from the nat now we got us some racks and a spot in rodeo
b-tch i’mma ball like a layup, i jus wan’ f-ck and don’t lay up
i see n-ggas old need to pay up, you gon’ pay the cost or your day up

- lil duke lyrics

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