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dame time - trdee lyrics

[verse]
up late, get it in like i hate sleep
get head for thirty minutes, b*tch, my legs sleep
can’t stress over a b*tch that you can’t keep
i see y’all wanna hop on our wave, go and take a leap
y’all not active and y’all bins don’t hit
i can really sit and count a twenty strip when i sh*t
i don’t even know, eeny, meeny, miny, moe when i p*ss
man, she keep giving me that look with my card, i’ma dip
drip wet, got a feeling i might do it
b*tch boujee, can’t n0body touch her booty
told her, “you a fool if i can’t”
and i’m feeling like picasso, girl, i wanna paint yo face
i heard what i say too explicit
well i can’t help this sh*t if i live it
make plays together then we split it
if you heard that i’m punching, nah, dummy, i ain’t hitting
don’t go to school but i’m still in my bag
i probably spinned the b*tch you want and left her ass sad
you finally got your [?] boy, i’m glad
but now i get my cheese and disappear like a dad
talk ’bout shooting? nah, bro, this not the day
when i give you that look then you gotta spray
i’m looking like, nah, girl, this not the way
i grab her hair like, b*tch, you tryna set the play?
don’t you ever try to play me for a dummy
[?] what the f*ck is so funny?
you playing with some fire if you playing with my money
you that one b*tch that wanna be a ho when it’s sunny
came up off the phones, feel like steve jobs
i know some n*ggas with no straps and they still rob
throwing plays to my n*gga tron, he don’t miss a lot
ham after ham after ham, he don’t miss his job
karma on my ass, told that b*tch come and find me
walked in, fit drip like water, i’m dasani
get that head or hold the b*tch, hmm, i’m deciding
if it ain’t a m when my phone ring then i’m declining
i couldn’t cap on these songs with my gown
b*tch, what the h*ll you doing? we finna go another round
boy, i let these hoes go with no problem, you just [?]
and i ain’t picking up sh*t when i get it off the ground
told that b*tch i’m that n*gga, she said period
do we sh*t on these n*ggas? is you serious?
she say, “why they sending money? i’m just curious”
told her ass, man, i lost my wallet like a idiot
starting to feel like dame ’cause i’m slept on
feet on these n*ggas’ necks, they get stepped on
when i count on them [?] what it do?
so don’t be mad when you see me acting new

- trdee lyrics

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