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shaq & kobe - damjonboi lyrics

[intro: damjonboi]
yeah, n*gga, get back on that one sh*t
know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
ayy, t
if you get back on that one sh*t, know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
woo
(damjonboi)
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, ayy
hmm

[verse 1: damjonboi]
make me up this chopstick and get to squeezin’ sh*t
b*tch f*cked my mans and tried to kiss me, can’t believe this b*tch (the f*ck?)
i ain’t even rocked the buffs, so i’ve been peepin’ sh*t
swear you would’ve thought blood was blind, that n*gga keep a stick
i broke up with my b*tch, she say i treat her like a piece of sh*t
n*ggas say they demons, boy, you must ain’t met the reaper yet
every day look like the first, b*tch, i keep a chick
the say somebody died, hе must ain’t check up on his people yеt
she keep vibin’ to my sh*t, so i’ma keep her wet
i’m tryna shoot this movie, fettie must ain’t called keefer yet
n*ggas say they ballin’, you ain’t even start the season yet (no)
fmmg, sb, and tell ’em free the press

[interlude: damjonboi]
yeah, b
get back on that one sh*t, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? (f*ck n*gga, talkin’ ’bout, n*gga)
kick a motherf*cker in, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout, t? (big sb, n*gga)
we ain’t lettin’ up on sh*t, man (get that motherf*cker down real quick)
big legend, n*gga, f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
ayy (woo)
[verse 2: damjonboi]
my redbone just text and say she want her soul back (nope)
did a show in lexington and brought a roll back
mikey pulled up with some percs, i bought the whole set
it hurt my heart that blood told, that boy a whole rat
n*ggas sneak dissin’ they mans on a f*ckin’ song
then slap fives when they see ’em like ain’t nothin’ wrong
i’ll put a n*gga in the sky like a f*ckin’ drone
she was ’bout to pull up ’til i told her i was in the zone

[verse 2: wallace cash & damjonboi]
me and boi in this b*tch like shaq and kobe
i just want the head, b*tch, do not be tryna get to know me
pullin’ up in some brand*new sh*t, don’t really do the oldies
ran up a hundred thousand, then i went and bought a trophy
tired of drinkin’ pop, i’ve been drinkin’ wock’ and lemonade
(ayy, wally, where you been?) sh*t, somewhere gettin’ paid
d*mn near told my fiend i love her ’cause this b*tch always bring me drank
i don’t wanna f*ck the lil’ b*tch if she don’t bring me pape’
take it out my b*tch stomach, leave it on her face
had a hundred grams on me, 12 came, i threw it past the gate
me and swan finna hit the road, let’s see what we can make
unc’ hit us with some strong sh*t, what you think it’ll take?
’bout to head to cali, go and get some pressure from the bay
up a ten on that b*tch and throw it in her face
i ain’t tryna cuddle, once i nut, i’ma need my sp*ce
every time you come around my thugs, you lookin’ out of place

- damjonboi lyrics

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