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2oo much - dc2trill lyrics

[intro]
(yeah hoe!)
[?] bag on me b*tch, you know what that stand for (yeah hoe!)
these n*ggas hate too much, these n*ggas say too much (yeah hoe!)
b*tch it’s 2t time, we ain’t gotta say too much (yeah hoe!)

[verse 1]
know i’m going to h*ll, but i’m ballin’ before i go (promise)
i wanna see you p*ssy ass n*ggas at the cross road (p*ssy)
that n*gga muscles a plus, but his pockets broke (dumbass)
permanent bags up under my eyes like i ain’t slept before
racks in, but back then i was beating her back in
with this bad b*tch, black skin mixed with white skin
buddy well done, come out clean, stick thе knife in (mr. f*ckin’ groovy)
she don’t give a f*ck, givе me top, while we in the den (top)

[verse 2]
i go from city to city and then count up these benji’s, these n*ggas just know i can’t stop (yeah hoe!)
hollows, they hit in his fit and i talked to that n*gga to quit it, he just wanna stop (yeah hoe!)
i had a minute, i talked to my n*ggas to quit but her top? top of the notch (yeah hoe!)
top of the clock, and i’m top of the block
he’s in dm’s, missing shots (yeah hoe!)

[verse 3]
double doors, marble floors, wood grain countertops, all gold (d*mn)
she ain’t got no parking pass, i smash her then she go (i promise)
i count up cheese, i count up pape’, this n*gga tryna count some hoes (b.i.a)
[verse 4]
applied the pressure and turned up fast, and now i’ma build an empire
twenty*five k and up, if you want some enquiries
paint car, hr, we abusing it and he tied (d*mn)
lame ass n*gga ain’t get no cash and he just be [?] (yeah hoe!)

[outro]
he do too much, [?] at the same time (yeah hoe!)
i was with your mans when he poured it, n*gga that’s that same line (mr. f*ckin groovy, yeah hoe!)
these b*tches do too f*ckin’ much, i say that all the time (yeah hoe!)
i knew this p*ssy boy was broke, he asked if i do chime (yeah hoe!)

- dc2trill lyrics

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