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lirik lagu dandy in love – pouya

[verse 1: pouya]
feeling like mario i got you ducking sh-lls
i dun came around the corner to send your -ss to h-ll boy
bob saget with the ratchet at your full house
sad they keep on playing with me
like a f-ggot with a s-x change, i ain’t never been a b-tch
i hit the dougie under water while i twist my wrists
i talk about my d-ck a lot, cause i like to f-ck a lot
getting road dome, doing donuts in the parking lot
yuh b-tch

[verse 2: germ]
coffee slaying vagabonds, awkwardly walking, humming songs
writer, burner, working for murder
cause my palms is itching, dawg
screaming black and proud
bustin at a pack of politicians
hop back in my scr-per caucasian mask on i’m back in business
gripping on that bottle till that liquor finished
yelling at the fat ho “like let me slide my d-ck up in it”
special guest appearance for the trayvon k!ller
and he roll with me so please don’t try my n-gga

[verse 3: pouya]
yuh
that p-ssy got me dancing like i’m not the father
she want me early in the morning like the pearl harbor
no surprise
i got a feeling that she like me
pull up in my stefan janoskis
yuh
get on my level
you say you go r-t-rded but your tape was not that special
you the wnba n0body watching b-tch
i’m the roadrunner ain’t sh-t that can stop me
yuh b-tch

[verse 4: pouya]
one gold tooth like larry johnson
screaming “f-ck the police” like i’m straight outta compton
i ain’t spending no money unless i’m pocketing profit
coast to coast doing shows but they still got me flying coach
see i ain’t the one to boast
but i got your b-tch making sure that she don’t burn my toast
sh-ts getting real so i’m pulling out the baby
while still pumping the slug on a f-ck boy
remember that you can die tonight
don’t play with me just follow me
i’m satan’s prodigy
got the .44 in case somebody wanna bother me
ho i be chilling let me live, get out yo feelings
you can feel the f-cking realness when we step inside the building
yuh
i don’t need no f-cking manager
you need to talk about some money i can handle it
hit one of my lines, on my time (on my time, b-tch)
and maybe, just maybe, i’ll let you get up on this grind
b-tch

- pouya

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