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idely - dyme-a-duzin lyrics

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[intro: dyme*a*duzin]
yo*yo*yo*yo, i*i don’t*
i don’t understand*
i*i feel like…
i feel like, um, you know
we just really made it very care that, idely
(what?)
yeah

[verse 1: dyme*a*duzin]
idely, “i don’t even like you”
players really think we cool
so they get comfortable
who you? wasn’t ever in the cycle
you got the jack, son. michael
spit bibles, here’s another scripture
flip idol, i been in the kitchen
p*ssing on lyricists, kid, are you serious?
[?], are you flipping illiterate?

[verse 2: sheriff pj]
wish they was getting it
check like i benefit
i got no more respect for your ignorance
checking your little diss record is lil’ kim (why?)
no one is hearing them
in a casket i bury your feelings in
[?] get the hit
i spit hot sh*t [?] synonym
watch him take in what i [?], are you hearing him?
[verse 3: dyme*a*duzin]
son, i get them what they don’t really want, yo
no peace, want me to be cutthroat
taxidermy and limbs exposed
wanna blow? try to ride on my coat
see me and they wanna jump down my throat
don’t even bother, emcees weeping like jesus’ father
all up on the web like peter parker
don’t [?]

[verse 4: sheriff pj]
cutting [?] barber
emcees [?]
some of y’all [?]
turn it to [?]
[?]
than a wet chick [?]
s*x chicks [?]
[?]

[intermission: dyme*a*duzin, sheriff pj]
(idely, idely, i*idely, i*i*idely)
d*mn why they even in my face

[verse 5: sheriff pj]
it’s too much rap [?]
punch n*ggas with a mustache and a beard
talking about, “hey” ask to collab when they see us
tough cats act laid back when they meet us
all your punchlines getting [?] misdemeanors
rap bones might crack, might crash your femur
if they offer [?] for the feature
[?]
[verse 6: dyme*a*duzin]
it go, b*b*m*i*n in the chat
like, “i don’t understand what you’re getting at”
got a full inbox full of fitted cap raps
full of, “what’s up bro”’s and their sh*t attached
nah, i ain’t tryna link, i ain’t tryna hear it
[?] tryna cop dimes like a dealer
spitters wanna take my shine and position
h*ll nah we can’t link “sometime”, lil n*gga, like

[verse 7: sheriff pj]
pose for the camera, [?] like a cheetah
[?] bad and i need her
what you want? sh*t, we can throw the jag on the beamer
handprints all on her ass when i leave her
got a dope sixteen lie a bag full of reefer
“shop ‘til you drop” body bag [?]
got these young cats listening to jazz, can you believe them?
got no choice but to laugh when i see ‘em

[verse 8: dyme*a*duzin]
i’m finna bully all these freshman’s like a fridays
it’s 20=x years, spit bars or get something in your pee hole
get sars, or get c4s stuffed up there
and quick, bombs explode
[?] garden hose
[?] so no r*t*rd’ll grow
no, father, no
try to spit it with the hardest flow
that i, sure enough, got to glow
and that’s*
[hook: sheriff pj]
time
[?] money [?] it don’t make no sense
wish you would on the next man’s sh*t
[?] all pay rent (right)
[?]
[?] but you ain’t my man’s
[?] but it is what it is
[?]
(idely, idely, idely, idely)
(idely, idely, idely, idely)
(idely, idely, idely, idely)
(idely, idely, idely, idely)

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