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grab a... - quality control & duke deuce lyrics

[intro: duke deuce, lil’ juice & drake]
tay keith, f-ck these n-gg-s up
tay keith‚ this too hard
what the f-ck?

[verse 1]
b-tch‚ i’m a‚ b-tch, i’m a vet, reppin’ my set
hopped out the jet‚ ice on my neck (ice on my neck)
grabbin’ the tec, keep it on deck (keep it on deck)
he say it’s smoke, then i’m leavin’ him wet (leavin’ ’em wet)
holla at me folk‚ it’s for the low (it’s for the low)
i put on a show to go to the store (go to the store)
you can’t see this sh-t, this b-tch’ll get ghost (go ghost)
don’t hit the blue lights ’cause you don’t want no smoke
n-gg-, i’m the illest in the city
even got the nuns f-ckin’ with me
flippin’, h-ll nah, i’m committed
know some n-gg-s rob for a livin’
guts off-white, call it chitlins (ugh)
let ’em hate and nut up on their b-tches (ugh)
n-gg- got a problem, get up with me
n-gg- got a problem, get up with me (b-tch)

[chorus]
fire up the glock and hit your block
and let the h-llcat stop (ayy, ayy)
it’s much respect, you get your guap
you flip the weed or rock
don’t come at me (don’t come at me)
don’t come at me hot about a thot
get knocked up out your sock (uh)
just look what i got, i iced my watch
this b-tch don’t tick or tock (uh)
fire up the glock and hit your block
and let the h-llcat stop (ayy, ayy)
it’s much respect, you get your guap
you flip the weed or rock
don’t come at me (don’t come at me)
don’t come at me hot about a thot
get knocked up out your sock (uh)
just look what i got, i iced my watch
this b-tch don’t tick or tock (uh)

[verse 2]
shawty got raw head (shawty got raw head)
p-ssy be bald head (p-ssy be bald head)
bricks got bounce like bullfrogs (bullfrogs)
trippin’ like a bulldog
with some quiet -ss n-gg-s, they’ll fool y’all (they’ll fool y’all)
yeah, might shoot y’all (n-gg- might shoot y’all)
wanna be a shooter? i’ll recruit y’all (i’ll recruit y’all)
come to my city, they’ll boo y’all (boo y’all)
prada with the fendi, (fendi)
no, it ain’t a gimmick (gimmick)
sport, no spinnin’ (spinnin’)
geek’d up engine (engine)
blacked on black (black)
bat up outta h-ll (h-ll)
all my packs just came through the mail
f-ck up the weekend, i know you see me
b-tch, i been eatin’, diamonds be speakin’
don’t get to reachin’, we get to peepin’
choppas for defense, you get the beatin’

- quality control duke deuce lyrics

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