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d4c - mustapha the great lyrics

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slayin’ these rappers, i’m k!llin’ them off all of these n*ggas, they goin’ out soft
dive to the bodies like i’m hasselhoff give it to these n*ggas at such a low cost
through the grapevine, i’ve been told i’m a god
smittin’ you n*ggas through prayers that i got

hatin’ the hand, you had i dealt the cards bustin’ down walls, like a wreckingball
i do this for fun ain’t no need for a profit blast at number one my hand on a rocket
send me a target, then i lock on it don’t need no money, i just like the carnage
don’t get me wrong when i say there’s no fee you workin’ with me, thеn i expect a beast

you need to go crazy, that’s thе only thing you hop in the track and start makin’ it bleed
the price it is minimal, but the aftermath is massive
easy access for the masses, need somethin’ done then no task
is too much for me, i got you, it’ll be done in a flash, yeah

i’ma be up on that ass, body droppin’ just like the nasdaq
k!lled for pennies, just how sad is that
done and dirty for less than a kit*kat
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c

dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c
ayy, stomp on the grave like theres ants in my pants

i’m hittin’ that dance, now you are past tense
if you need a man down, just hit my line
now 545*5446, put on speed dial
grades goin’ down and your teacher, a creep tryna make you go down for your grade
just to creep, from a d to a c, well his a’s
gonna be, strung up on a flagpole and missin’ a d
got a neighbor who hatin’, and pray for your downfall
down seven jeagers and turn to a south paw

he got no hope, no he is, not a gyllenhaal
you need it done, then i’m gonna k!ll him all
no reservation for slayin’, you name it
i’m layin’ him down on the pavement

i’m takin’ they skull and i’m makin’ it vacant
i’ll empty they brain while they goin’ vacation
i’ma rip him up, pick him up, make him watch jake paul
record for his family, then rip his face off

d*mned if you do, diddly*dally in place
i’ll drive up, do donuts all over your dome
yeah leave zero traces, you think i’m a bruja
just like dark magic, my ways are mysterious

wonderin’ who did it, well, n*gga here he is
oh wait a minute, i said i’m mysterious
yeah
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c

dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c

dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c

dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c, d4c, d4c
dirty deeds, done dirt cheap, d4c

- mustapha the great lyrics

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