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different page 2 - dylanadonna lyrics

i got the glock, i’ma shoot it one handed
i got his hoe on me, left unattended
of course, d*y*l gon take that
of course, i’m a king where my crown at?, oh yuhh
where the drugs, where the love, whatever i’m takin
and these hoes love my money they love how i make it
all she wanna do hit the ground, get naked
white boy in the trap do whatever, get pape in
hoe lookin for love think we on different pages
i want you so bad, can’t fake it
i ain’t havin no hoes cause that sh*t outdated
they gon turn dylan up every time that they play it
huh, hoes gon do what hoes do
hoes gon do what hoes do
i just get my bag up like i’m posed’ too
know they don’t give a f*ck how i’m feelin
that hoe f*ckin my friend, like b*tch are we serious?
lambo*geni watch me swerve in the urus
just bought my b*tch titties with a motherf*ckin purse
tell me what you wanna do, i’m tryna learn
we had love, then it crashed & it burned
i still love you with my whole heart
i can’t care that you switched cause i did my part
hoe lookin for love think we on different pages
i want you so bad, can’t fake it
i ain’t havin no hoes cause that sh*t outdated
they gon turn dylan up every time that they play it
watch in my vision hoe, seein that red
tryna crash out b*tch, cause i heard what he said
can’t tell me to chill, this sh*t stuck in my head
money on me, do a money spread
fell in love with the hunnids, i’m lovin the blue
i don’t know that b*tch, she not me boo
backroad spinnin’ i make country cool
and i got bankroll on me, makin money moves
and i got bankroll on me, what you tryna do
i’ma keep being me, i’ma do what i do
& these diamonds so wet like a motherf*ckin pool
watch the b*tch eat the d*ck up, she not gettin full
watch the b*tch eat the d*ck up. she not gettin food
this a trawkhawk jeep, i just bought me that coupe
new bad b*tches they up in my room
can i just write my rights, don’t remember my wrongs
this a freaky ass b*tch told me eat it through the thong
huh, hoes gon do what hoes do
hoes gon do what hoes do
i just get my bag up like i’m posed’ too
know they don’t give a f*ck how i’m feelin
that hoe f*ckin my friend, like b*tch are we serious?
lambo*geni watch me swerve in the urus
just bought my b*tch titties with a motherf*ckin purse
tell me what you wanna do, i’m tryna learn
we had love, then it crashed & it burned
i still love you with my whole heart
i can’t care that you switched cause i did my part
hoe lookin for love think we on different pages
i want you so bad, can’t fake it
i ain’t havin no hoes cause that sh*t outdated
they gon turn dylan up every time that they play it
watch in my vision hoe, seein that red
tryna crash out b*tch, cause i heard what he said
can’t tell me to chill, this sh*t stuck in my head
money on me, do a money spread

- dylanadonna lyrics

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