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detox! - ssj daki lyrics

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[intro]
yoseii

[chorus]
huh, did ’em dirty, need a detox (detox)
choppa hit his street, sound like a beatbox (beatbox)
tried to catch us slipping, that’s a cheap shot (cheap shot)
new kicks every week, you rocking reeboks, yeah (reeboks)
heart too cold, i let that heat pop (heat pop)
make that boy an angel, may he meet god (meet god)
all i know is go, no b*tch, i can’t stop (can’t stop)
she shake on a n*gga till her pants drop (pants drop)

[post*chorus]
they gon’ say i don’t, but i’ve been having it, yeah, yeah
diamonds on my body, they extravagant, yeah, yeah

[bridge]
i been on one, don’t need no activist
lying through they t**th, these n*ggas capping b*tch, huh
she gon’ swing the stick around like she a witch, huh, yeah
can’t give up a mile, can’t give them an inch, huh
all these f*cking bands on me, out here throwing fits, huh
heard these n*ggas looking for me, i’ve been making hits, okay

[verse 2]
and i’m cruising with the mob, a bunch of f*cking bruisers
got this drako in la, move round like i’m the ruler
i’m a vet up in this b*tch, these boys a bunch of juniors
i may spin then spin again to hit a new maneuver
yeah, your gang full of p*ssies, ain’t no f*cking shooters
your ho’ going anyday, no, she don’t f*ck with losers, yeah
uh, x right through his name, now i feel like i’m supxr
mask on my face, might freeze to death, feel like i’m cooler
lock in, money, bands, prada off that d*mn computer
that boy said he dropped a song, that sh*t is stand*up humor
ni*n*ggas pass my name around like it’s a f*cking rumor
no, they couldn’t beat me then, no hope up in their future, hah
told how to do this sh*t like i’m a tutor
only stack and stacking guap, no ho’ i can’t go fewer
n*ggas hating from the side but chatting like some viewers though
i done heard that sh*t already, get something [original—]
[chorus]
did*did* (did*did*)
did ’em dirty, need a detox (detox)
choppa hit his street, sound like a beatbox (beatbox)
tried to catch us slipping, that’s a cheap shot (cheap shot)
new kicks every week, you rocking reeboks, yeah (reeboks)
heart too cold, i let that heat pop (heat pop)
make that boy an angel, may he meet god (meet god)
all i*all i know is go, no b*tch, i can’t stop (can’t stop)
she shake on a n*gga till her pants drop (pants drop)

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