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You Da One
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42 Dugg
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N***a slidin' (Helly, I'm f**kin' with you) And I'm ridin' with 'em (Helluva made this beat, baby) I used to get the pack when I was young (Me too, yeah) Now I do it for my son Everybody behind me like I'm the one (You is, n***a) No strap gon' get it done (Brrt) Double back but bring a ton Catch him lackin', we gon' punish you Sold him one, but yeah, I fronted two Ran up in a money suit No mask on, just a monkey suit, f**k you mean? (Facts, look) My lil' b*t*h in the D, she a nurse in the day (Oh yeah?) My lil doggy from the East just put me up on a play (What up, dude?) My OG 'nem ate with Meech and 'nem, back in the day (Facts) When you sign with me that sh*t come with a brick and a K (Ayy, ayy, ayy) My lil' freaky b*t*h Tasha used to hang with the costers Now she one-on-one and mixin', I ain't talkin' no pasta Yeah, I'm servin' 'em rastas (Ayy), all they coppin' is bales Yeah, they leave with twenty-four and that's on top of the twelve They play my sh*t in the county, b*t*h, I'm on top of the jail (Yeah) They say that letter was loud, I got 'em watchin' the mail (Yeah) I ain't dropped in a year so the streets been fiendin' I'll hop out that Rolls truck, go and slide in a demon I'm in a triple white Ghost, snowin', slopes (Yeah) I f**k with the D, I damn near signed DeJ Loaf (Ask her) N***as talkin' big work and ain't never sold dope My n***as doin' fed time and I'm just here to give 'em hope (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I brung a hundred grams of tan, Gotti ain't think I knew the ropes I got a blender in my suitcase, can get it to you for the two-eight B*t*hes sayin' I'm two-faced, that debit card my new bae Once that wire touch, I'm good, I ain't put sh*t up, baby, I'm Dugg Which one of these lil' n***as would? (Yeah) All in Vegas throwin' up my hood Yeah, I'm straight, baby, get right Knew you was f**kin', sh*t, that's light I had two-fifty at the MGM, me and Dugg, synonym Both had the trap jumpin', payin' like an ATM My lil' n***as rockin' soldier rags like they Soulja Slim Thick lil' b*t*h from New York named Kim, all she rock is Timbs, look N***as hatin' but we don't see 'em N***as locked, we hollerin' free 'em We turned grams into bricks, we turned thousands to M's I'll turn this b*t*h into a rat, orderin' tenders, all a tap Ain't gotta ask, baby, I'm that Yeah, I'm him, don't do no 'voiding, baby, that's them Shout out my lawyer, happy I'm free Text my plug, yeah, I need it Uh, why would I need a plug, n***a, when I'm the plug? (Duh) Ain't a hood in America don't show me love (Yeah) I'm about to put like five mil' on Dugg (Ffft, beep) Tell him go sign every n***a he know from the mud (Here I come) Real bosses (Bosses), f**k with only bosses (Ayy, bosses) Real street n***a, I can sense the crosses (Ayy, on God) Street n***a, I ain't takin' no more losses (No more losses) Let's count a mil' by hand, I'm exhausted Since we against all odds, bro, you can keep all yours Sh*t, we gon' split all mines, forever throw my fours We probably kill all fives, bro, I don't trust no hoes And I ain't coppin' no pleas, b*t*h, I been on my toes Since I done got my cheese, might spend half on my mama The other half on business, I'm tryna double up B*t*h, you get left if you ain't come with us, let's run it up Do whatever it take, she like, "Dugg, one enough" Still bought two to be safe You know we f**k with the 10, you know we f**k with the Bay Whatever we spent on the sixth, we gon' make double the eighth Remember my n***as was starvin', now they stuffin' they plates The judge dismissed all charges like, "Good luck and be safe" Ordered up the Rolls truck, that was double the Wraith (Yeah) Streets say I'm one of a kind (I am), I just can't be replaced (I can't) Richard Mille, two-fifty for whatever in the safe (Woo) Glock-10, FN, both of them on the waist (Woo) My men on the parole, they cannot leave the states (Damn) Matchin' Dracos for the twins, they were both on the case (Damn) I f**k with Jay so I ain't sippin' Henn', I'm drinkin' D'usse I f**k with Dugg and my lil' college b*t*h at Michigan State I'm sellin' drugs all in the Nash', I got Michigan plates That lil' sh*t they said was a five, I broke it down in a shake She'll bend it over for me and show me what it is (Ayy) I took her from a lame, taught her how to live She like to f**k me in my chains, I even bought her crib (Shawty a freak) She was starvin' with doggy, before he left she was callin' Like f**k whoever, I'm all in, I know you heard I was ballin' She tryna get on the court I'ma hold it down for us, bro, just pa** me the torch Yeah, this b*t*h go over two, I never drive it in sport Sh*t, I'm just happy I'm ridin' Shout out to the 10, b*t*h, we tied in Anywhere in the country, n***a, we top ten Facts
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