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lirik lagu out da door – ​dvertigo

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[intro]
ya, ya
yea, ya
ya, yea ya

[chorus]
this sh*t gettin’ real
this sh*t gettin’ real i’m tellin ya
this sh*t got real i’m tellin ya
i’m top of the hill lil ho
she reppin that glatt lil ho
i’m countin up dead’s lil ho
spend the guap on expensive dope
f*ck that b*tch i ain’t gettin close
my glime he trained to go
that b*tch suck like she trained to throat
so i know not to save these hoes
i’m geeked up fasho
i needa up the dose
get the guap and i’m out da door
got a j needa ash it tho
made a band bih let’s make a toast
i stay booting up actin’ slow
hit da store i got cash to blow
cop some sh*t then i’m out da door
this sh*t gеttin’ real (ye)
this sh*t gettin’ rеal i’m tellin ya (big glatt big glatt)
this sh*t got real i’m tellin ya
i’m top of the hill lil ho (ye)
she reppin that glatt lil ho
i’m countin up dead’s lil ho
spend the guap on expensive dope

[verse]
sheesh sheesh (get it let’s get it)
i jus want them diamonds dancin
hit that michael jack
this ho dress too fancy, i like hoes jus showin ass
quit tryna compare me, all these boys some f*ckin pests
i see that sh*t clearly
i jus been geeked off the tes
i put that b*tch to the test
i turn up my wrist now i’m set
go throw up the racks make a mess
it’s up lil b*tch yea it’s said
big glime, motherf*ckin glatt
four nines, aim at yo head
my money green, motherf*ckin slatt
swervin the tires, loosing the feds
i been that guy b*tch f*ck what you said
i want the cullinan guts all red
don’t want the b*tch want her friend instead
i’m in the b*tch mouth jus like crest
my neck too rinsed out yea it’s all wet
i took the cash route then i left
[pre*chorus]
ya, ya
yea, ya
ya, yea ya

[chorus]
this sh*t gettin’ real
this sh*t gettin’ real i’m tellin ya
this sh*t got real i’m tellin ya
i’m top of the hill lil ho
she reppin that glatt lil ho
i’m countin up dead’s lil ho
spend the guap on expensive dope
f*ck that b*tch i ain’t gettin close
my glime he trained to go
that b*tch suck like she trained to throat
so i know not to save these hoes
i’m geeked up fasho
i needa up the dose
get the guap and i’m out da door
got a j needa ash it tho
made a band bih let’s make a toast
i stay booting up actin’ slow
hit da store i got cash to blow
cop some sh*t then i’m out da door

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