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don't give passes - philthy rich, dolla dame & fmb dz lyrics

[verse 1: dolla dame]
i be balling just like philthy, with my cali player
treat [?] that watch, just like [?]
do 200 years before i give my [?] up
i just sold 5000 beans, got my patek bust
[?] b*tch gon’ shoot, just like it’s call of duty
fill a bag with dog sh*t, [?] louie
only steppers on my label, i’m [?]
talking real hittas, [?] die before they call a truce
i like playing tripple cups, keep my ice cold
[?] right boes
shoot that b*tch without no beam, cut the lights on
lil baby glock up in my pocket, like an iphone

[verse 2: fmb dz]
roley dancing like a jabberwocky
shiney pointers in my cubans, got these n*ggas salty
get your b*tch up out my face, ’cause i can’t keep her off mе
know them n*ggas robbed you for your kick [?] they know you’rе a zombie
yeah, you a [?] n*gga, you a ham
i was in the trap bagging grams, motherf*ck a scam
sware to god i fell in love with glocks, they don’t ever jam
i was in the kitchen tryna whip it, f*cking up the pan
everybody rocking purple jeans, i don’t want them pants
i don’t even really wanna talk, if it ain’t ’bout bands
[?] see a n*gga with me now, he is not my mans
pull up, drop a hundred on your block and f*ck up your plans
we f*cked up his friends
hit his block in the s580, we hopped out the benz
[?] ten, blue tips in the [?] send them through the wind
once it’s up, you know it’s up forever, you know this sh*t never ends
i be with bullys, do your research on us, we pull up with fullys
this is way before the shysty masks, all we had was hoodies
[?] i [?] most of these n*ggas scary
just me and berry, [?] pulled up on seminary
pole tucked, brodie sitting outside in his roles truck
we pull up in a new mclarin, [?] doors up
hold up, i forgot to mention we was frozed up
racked up, catch an opp in public, he get smacked up
[verse 3: philthy rich]
look
me and dolla just [?] three whips
tell them broke n*ggas i ain’t never gave three sh*ts
my young n*gga rich off three bips
you ever had a b*tch with a million dollar trick?
half an m, all blue, i really play with money
before that e.d.d. sh*t, he never seen a hundred
na, i don’t give no opps passes
catch them n*ggas out in traffic, [?] ashes
with them n*ggas, it’s forever us
the suckas need help, they better keep teaming up
[?] came home, i gave that n*gga a benz truck
broke ass n*gga ain’t even got a ten tucked
it’s philthy

- philthy rich dolla dame fmb dz lyrics

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