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dwi - nyc dj lyrics

[intro]
i’m never dropping the ball
pick up the call
in a fight with myself issa*
and listen

[verse 1]
every new years they’re dropping the ball
i’m never dropping the ball
pick up the call, she never pick up my calls
in a fight with myself it’s a brawl, i want it all
dj you doing the most. dj you move like you broke
dj not woke, dj you soon be a ghost
these things get to you and you know it
i won’t let it show
run up a bag i don’t throw
i must keep the family afloat
drip or you drown
either you up or you down
i’m not with the f*cking around
drip or you drown
it’s either you up or you down
these kids think they kings with the crown
that boy not a boss
these n*ggas is food with the saucе
she f*ck up my mood when she talk
numbing thе pain
can’t get these thoughts out my brain
i feel like i’m going insane
high like a plain
smoking on gas and propane
the lighter ignited the flame
[hook]
remember the name
i never remember her name
but i got my own on a chain
could switch up the game
i’m tipsy i’m switching the lane
i sip and i swerve in the rain

[bridge]
sippin
swervin
sippin
swervin x4

she sip till she drown
shots i be knocking them down
shots i be knocking them down
she sip till she drown
shots i be knocking them down
shots i be knocking them down
x2

[verse 2]
listen
i usually move on my own
that music move me in my zone
i don’t need me a throne
either you right or you wrong
f*ck is “young dj” i’m grown
roll up a bone
kimberly clearing my dome
you born and you dying alone
sh*t punching it’s strong
fonto leaf hit like patron
i keep me a 10 on the phone
location unknown
she teaching me rosetta stone
“tu tienes mi corazon”
then i hang up the phone
you mad cause she like my cologne
you don’t gotta act like capone
lower ya tone
you still rock cubic zicron
my diamonds sierra leone
cuffed or alone
gangsta i’m taking her home
gangsta i’m taking her*
i sip and i smoke
i’m mixing henny and coke
open wide when you driving the boat
smoke till she choke
lil bro i could show you the ropes
grip her neck while you serving the strokes
she f*ck with the looks
i leave her on read like a book
she write then i left like the hook
and n*ggas be shook
n*ggas be scared of the crooks
that’s regular i used to jux
i give ’em the look
you n*ggas is food don’t get cooked
you got nothing to lose till its took
i roll up the kush
her box wasn’t getting me hooked
left that bird for the 2 in the bush
i sip till i’m drunk
bro keep a stick in the trunk
don’t run up cause then you could get punched
and n*ggas is lunch
that’s why i just do what i want
if he front then we leaving him slumped
i’m inhaling this gg
i’m sipping on tp
they don’t understand me
they standing beneath me
don’t pay for no p*ssy
i’m getting the freebee
i used to play hooky
and then i get tree tree
[hook]
remember the name
i never remembered her name
but i got my own on a chain
could switch up the game
i’m tipsy i’m switching the lane
i sip and i swerve in the rain

[outro]
sippin
swervin
sippin
swervin x4

- nyc dj lyrics

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