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disco duck - mike shabb lyrics

[intro]
ah, yeah

[chorus]
i’m on a mission, lil’ n*gga, what’s up?
i’m on the block with the stick tucked
pull out your gun and don’t play with your luck
i make a opp do the disco duck
i got a hockey stick with a puck
walk in this b*tch and i’m f*ckin’ sh*t up
my b*tch, they askin’ why i’m f*ckin’ sh*t up
sit in the sedan, i’m swervin’ that cut
brr, brr, brr, brr
say my name five times and i pop out the cut

[verse]
i walk in this b*tch like i’m james bond
i swear on my mama i’ma blow this b*tch up
i need the credit, i’m bigger than akon
i’m finna knock somebody like jake paul
i don’t f*ck with you n*ggas, i hate y’all
i feel like cheffing, i feel like i’m raekwon
my n*ggas step on yo block like a playground
money on me, yeah, i stick to the pape’ route
these n*ggas broke tryna go by the safe routе
uh, uh, uh, uh
these n*ggas broke tryna go by thе safe route
how many rappers gon’ copy and paste now?
i can finally feel that love and that hate now
move me as if they gon’ good for the date now
n*ggas be cappin’ like sh*t everyday
i get to the money in every way
she tryna give me some birthday s*x
i told my b*tch give my birthday cake
n*ggas always also tryna steal my plate
b*tch, you ain’t sh*t, don’t get in my way
b*tch, you ain’t sh*t, don’t get in my face
i get that boogie, i move like i’m ace
i got a hoodie, it cover my face
some things that i know, they think i’m insane
i’m just like prince, so that no one can [?]
money on me, used to walk in the rain
whenever he out, that boy tuggin’ his chain
glock 27, that b*tch go bang
i feel like sos’, tryna glow with the gang
n*ggas be capping for money and fame
all of these b*tches tryna hop on my thing
free my n*gga out that motherf*ckin’ cage
[chorus]
i’m on a mission, lil’ n*gga, what’s up?
i’m on the block with the stick tucked
pull out your gun and don’t play with your luck
i make a opp do the disco duck
i got a hockey stick with a puck
walk in this b*tch and i’m f*ckin’ sh*t up
my b*tch, they askin’ why i’m f*ckin’ sh*t up
sit in the sedan, i’m swervin’ that cut
brr, brr, brr, brr
say my name five times and i pop out the cut

- mike shabb lyrics

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