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moon rocks - dallah$ign lyrics

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stack up the money, tell her hit the rafters
keep a big gun, it’s the size of a raptor

f*ck on that b*tch, and then i leave her after
i’m the headliner, don’t care who comes after

bought her designer, i had to go splash her
new b*tch is finer, i had to go pass her

get to the money, 100*yard dasher
don’t do the talking, no don’t do the chatter

beat up the block, and i broke down inside her
smoking moon rocks, and i’m drinking pints after

stop with the tough talk, bruh you an actor
who calling my phone, i ain’t gonna answer

boy i’m the sh*t, i ain’t talking bout parent
laid back at the crib, getting head like dandruff

she swallowed my kids cause that b*tch got some manners
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stack up the money, tell her hit the rafters
keep a big gun, it’s the size of a raptor
f*ck on that b*tch, and then i leave her after
i’m the headliner, don’t care who comes after

bought her designer, i had to go splash her
new b*tch is finer, i had to go pass her

get to the money, 100*yard dasher
don’t do the talking, no don’t do the chatter

beat up the block, and i broke down inside her
smoking moon rocks, and i’m drinking pints after

stop with the tough talk, bruh you an actor
who calling my phone, i ain’t gonna answer

boy i’m the sh*t, i ain’t talking bout parent
laid back at the crib, getting head like dandruff

she swallowed my kids cause that b*tch got some manners
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know that i flow like an ocean
pouring that potion

purple and potent
hittin’ that b*tch, i ain’t wearin’ no trojan
she fell in love with the motion
i gotta keep em’ in my focus

get me some pockets, it’s bloated
i got a rocket that’s loaded

sending out shots n’ explosions
add all the oppers and posers

smokin’ big gas it’s my odor
pickin’ up weight like a loader

pop me a perc, then i turn to a dozer

f*ckin’ a b*tch that be right off a poster
stay on my side just like a holster

after a week, i casper the ghost her
cookin’ up bread, just like a toaster
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stack up the money, tell her hit the rafters
keep a big gun, it’s the size of a raptor

f*ck on that b*tch, and then i leave her after
i’m the headliner, don’t care who comes after
bought her designer, i had to go splash her
new b*tch is finer, i had to go pass her

get to the money, 100*yard dasher
don’t do the talking, no don’t do the chatter

beat up the block, and i broke down inside her
smoking moon rocks, and i’m drinking pints after

stop with the tough talk, bruh you an actor
who calling my phone, i ain’t gonna answer

boy i’m the sh*t, i ain’t talking bout parent
laid back at the crib, getting head like dandruff

she swallowed my kids cause that b*tch got some manners

- dallahign lyrics

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