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1-900 scammer - purp da dealer lyrics

[intro: peegunna]
that’s 1*900 scammer, swirv gotti, holla at yo boy
(yeah, its ya boy chucky man, fresh home from doing 10 years in the feds man, i heard everybody on the scamming sh*t man, i need to eat man. who i need to talk to man, who i need to see, man i ain’t playing, i’m hungry)
aight, i got you, say less less, purp, line 1

[verse 1: purp da dealer]
here’s a couple suggestions on how you could finesse
and find somebody on the gram and send them a short message saying:
“you ever seen 100 grand in your life?”
no fraudin’ just tell em here “send the piece overnight”
40 grand through deposits, from the bank to the projеcts
when it clear that a zoe, 40 thou in your closеt
if it clear on sight, we need to discuss price
fyi, i’ve never been zoe’d in my life
or, you get a lit b*tch facebook username
post a picture with some bands, get a crew of lames
caption, “who got a chase, any fargo?”
and if you do, hit the inbox pr*nto
or k!ll the strip with the pieces or the dip
find a plug, find a crib, then you put em on the ish
dealer brooklyn, “ha” cook me a check for $8,000 dealerman, holla!

[interlude: peegunna]
that’s 1*900 scammer, swirv gotti, holla at yo boy
(yeah man, listen man, i’m tryna find out what’s going on in this world man, i just got out, i’m tryna see what’s going on. cuz i’m tryna holla at these n*ggas, these n*ggas keep dubbing me man. so where the real n*ggas at cuz i’m tryna get this bag man, wtf man?)
watch ya mouth, hold on, purp, line 2
[verse 2: purp da dealer]
listen shorty, you tryna scam, give me the word
ain’t got time for that frauding, that sh*t for the birds
you get a piece first, then make sure that the piece work
if you don’t scam, find a n*gga that bust works
you hit the town, find some runners, then you shut it down
and make sure you jeweled up when you come around
once you start wires, them checks get retired
five pops back to back, what we call all fire
n*ggas k!ll credit, you know we sick with that
“gotta eat fetish” that jockin’ them n*ggas wave ish debted
make him an offer that he can’t refuse
he resist, foot on his neck, til he can’t be moved
here’s the rules book his stash, go ahead, gon cash it
get in, get out then get rid of the plastic
900 scammers, you pass it around
wanna speak to me directly, hit extension trey pound, i’m out!

- purp da dealer lyrics

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