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on the side - damedot lyrics

[chorus]
i don’t wanna get to know you lil b*tch i wanna pay for it
the opps keep asking where the blitz i told ’em wait for it
the b*tch say she love me, i told her it’s too late for it
if you want a verse i need 12k for it
n*gga want smoke, we gonna slide like a skateboard
that switch shoot faster than a race horse
my n*gga got his own chains he wanna take yours
i want the crab stuffed shrimp for my main course
i need lamb chops with extra zip sauce on the side
lil arp sh*ll catcher on the side
that act had me fried what a time to be alive
i pulled up in that tesla i had to tеll her i’m outside
the fiеnd ain’t have sh*t but a tester and he died
my main b*tch let me have my lil hoes on the side
i’m in miami with 3 freaky lil hoes
it’s a vibe

[verse 1]
f*ck around, take a b*tch to turks, buy a b*tch a purse
pay her rent on a first
i’ll hit a n*gga baby mama, hit him where it hurt
petty, i’ll take the b*tch shopping, she ain’t even worth it
last night i died, woke up, i was still alive
beamer 2025, you couldn’t set the play if you tried
i press this b*tton twice, the h*llcat come alive
you know a n*gga cooked when bro hanging on the side
i got on the rick owens with the fur on the side
i just seen a blimp, it said the word “yours” on the side
it’s mbs and h*llcats when damedot arrive
sometimes i sit in the car just to get a massage
did a show in ohio and moved a thousand grams on the side
whoever said i’m broke, they f*cking lied
old b*tch see my new b*tch, she almost f*cking died
f*ck around, see you to the gates, why do n*ggas hate?
belt to ass, you get spanked, ponies getting yanked
who got the f*cking drank?
doing what you n*ggas can’t, b*tch she bad but she ain’t
set the play on me? no the f*ck you ain’t
i just got a text, bart ask me if i want a pint
boy you gon have to take a risk if you wanna live this life
white lows, wear them b*tches once, they get parked tonight
i got the spider shorts on with the stones on the side
bro had a seizure off the drink, i had to turn him on his side
when you see me with the millions on me, ain’t no mirage
ass and hair fake, b*tch look at where you stay
she offered me the cat, i walked away
1600 cash, a n*gga gave me a 8 for it
[chorus]
i don’t wanna get to know you lil b*tch i wanna pay for it
the opps keep asking where the blitz i told ’em wait for it
the b*tch say she love me, i told her it’s too late for it
if you want a verse i need 12k for it
n*gga want smoke, we gonna slide like a skateboard
that switch shoot faster than a race horse
my n*gga got his own chains he wanna take yours
i want the crab stuffed shrimp for my main course
i need lamb chops with extra zip sauce on the side
lil arp sh*ll catcher on the side
that act had me fried what a time to be alive
i pulled up in that tesla i had to tell her i’m outside
the fiend ain’t have sh*t but a tester and he died
my main b*tch let me have my lil hoes on the side
i’m in miami with 3 freaky lil hoes
it’s a vibe

- damedot lyrics

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