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Joe Dumars
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Getta Beats It's Bluestrip, baby Yeah, ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz Yeah We'll bring that to yo house, Joe Dumars Okay, yeah, okay F**k around, yeah Yeah (Sh*ttyBoyz) We'll bring the field to yo house, Joe Dumars Put that dud down, I could pull that off of two cards Shooting jacks out, pa**ing bags, I'm a two guard What's up with the diss songs? Don't know who you are That's the type of sh*t to get you stomped, no, probably shot You could shoot a shot with my b*t*h, nah, probably block Hundred shots left him Human Torched, we got his body hot Soon as she wake up, she gon' treat me like a lollipop You got demon DNA? Oh, till you angel dust Talking 'bout you need an eighth? Oh, I need eighty bucks Site crazy, BIN crazy, just grabbed a crazy punch I ain't gon' lie, if you ain't us, boy, you lame as f**k Wild 'n Out, stay with the cannon like I'm Chico B?an If you ain't gang then it's f**k you, b*t*h, I'm CeeLo Green Looking at my pop like a scoreboard, I need a three This a on? dip, twenty seconds, I could flee the scene It's 2020, boy, you finished if you upping eight bands That's damn near his a** is blade dancing in some Ray-Bans one night, two b*t*hes in the same trance Stan got two sticks, he gon' fire like a caveman Tryna fight? Must be from Atlanta, you a brave man I be chilling, ain't gotta get off, I let my chain dance Cash App flips kinda slow but you'll get paid, ma'am See you got a lil' money now but you the same ham Eyes low, swinging sticks, I look like Ichiro Suzuki I be tripping, Amiri stiching, dripping, this sh*t off the Gucci Real scam vet, please don't ever think that I'm a newbie White sock, block a ham but, b*t*h, I'm Lillard when I shoot I don't trip up with the Visas, I'm a wizard when I use them Put that b*t*h in drywall, boy, you see me, why yo trigger neutral? Can't get you hip but you better go and get into it Pro scammer turned to Pro Tools, I done switched to music When you getting money, it?s like b*t*hes getting hit by Cupid Great credit score but I think this lil' b*t*h is stupid Every b*t*h turned they back on me somewhere in the sewage Just know if I ever go, I'm up there getting to it Just know yo b*t*h only yo b*t*h when she with you Just know I'm Tron Wick, I'll hit you with a pistol Just know yo main mans, he can't even switch to Just know I'm leaving hoes sick, get yo tissue In a store, tell a bougie b*t*h like, "Pick yo Clear Fruit" This ain't Fornite but if it was, you'd be Tier 2 Art brought the Laffy Taffy in, I can't hear you In my live off a fake page, you so weird, dude Fear of God on, you dumb as f**k, you think I fear you? Ain't no hustle in yo blood and I ain't standing near you Thirty-four shots, f**k around and Paul Pierce you Talking 'bout a demon, really Saturn when you steer through 2000s baby, young as hell with oldhead money Big bank take [?] cash on me, ten, dummy Come get yo b*t*h, she irritating, tryna vent to me Lil' b*t*h ew, got a man out here head hunting '018, me and Stan was in the [?] Everybody talking down on me, I'm ahead of 'em Mike Amiris got a big loaf, I heard you bread crumbing California keep my ex b*t*h out here bed bugging
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