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in my duffie - mixtapetella lyrics

in my duffie lyrics
[verse 1: tella]
i hit a boo up and told her to meet me right after stu set a move up
im in here longer that what i done told her
i f*cked around and f*cked her mood up
i f*cked around and f*cked my move up
i text her i’m like baby you up?
she text me back if it’s for you, duh
she ask for eta i said 2 sum (lyin)
ion really do the questions, nah
i be lowkey with the answers, yeah
lil b*tch i d*mn near done fell for
in the club, i find out she a dancer, what?!
i was low down did some damage, yeah
troubled times ain’t understand ‘em, nah
b*tches mad i ain’t come over, yeah
i’m getting money not a plan b, nah
i paint her, treat it like canvas, ouuu
remember checkin’ grades on canvas, d*mn
now i’m ballin like i’m camby, yeah
if i say it then it can be, yeah
these n*ggas trash like where the cans be, nah
rockin jordans or some ones, i ain’t never had no vans g
find a park, she say “pull by the vans g”
im goin in cause i got a motive
they don’t understand it’s my time now
dub doubling all of these n*ggas
just put the controller down opponent timed out
ballin can’t coach up a mission
i come in the clutch clutch ima make ‘em call time time out
i’m the best one in my time zone, ain’t gotta ask ‘em f*ck talking bout
sh*t i be eatin turn me to a demon attacking the beat like a predator
hate gettin help, gottta get my credit up
i just been f*ckin my debit up
yeah they was sleep on a n*gga
i’m up but they dead to me now they forever vamps
i do it on anything, not saying anything don’t need a team i’m forever stamped
pop up on my line, something on her mind
she hop passenger get the head off
right back to the money, now she actin funny
i know cause she hate when i head off
i leave her on read dawg, if she talk about bread or me dropping some bread off
you ever was up lost yo bread dog?
(man that sh*t ain’t f*ck up yo head dog?)
something come over me, i get controlling when i hear the bass bring the beat loud
her homie sleep, but i wanna give d she tell me to be quiet
i beat it loud
her name was shawna
her n*gga callin i k!lled her , she sp*wning
we kicked it like sparta
now he drunk mad
wanna fight, wanna spar her
wanna give her a beat down
i love the way this sh*t sound, so i can’t turn the beat down
i had to give it a freestyle
front office screamin “man please turn the heat down!”
smell my cologne, she can’t turn her freak down
was f*ckin with dutches, like woods or a leaf now
whip different vs, i just can’t put the keys down
man i was suffering, i had enough of that sh*t and i can’t work no 9 to 5
if she got no hustle i just switch her number
she went from a 10 to a 9 to 5
no it ain’t odd though
them just the odds doe ..
pay out get higher when odds more
how you built win yo odds low? d*mn tella

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