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Freestyle sh*t, ooh Dexter Dexter I don't, I just dropped somethin' right there (What?) Yeah, what? ([?] on the beat), ha Oh man goddamn Five b*t*hes with me from when I left out the club Run up on me, I swear to God, yeah, I'ma show you somethin' (What else?) Huh, left the n***a with holes in his shirt (Ha) Got a bad b*t*h, swear to God she like the Perkies, ooh Make that b*t*h do the Perc walk (Perc walk), huh Need to [?] and I don't even know y'all All these b*t*hes wanna suck mе (Huh?) I be getting money, hеll yeah, I'm on TV (Hell yeah) My name is Dexter, hell yeah, I be getting cheddar (Dexter) Run up on me, swear to God, I'ma keep it real Keep a shotgun (Shotgun), keep a .30 (A what?) I keep a Glock, I keep a .30, huh, yeah Run up on me, put them holes in your shirt Bad b*t*h wanna flirt (Flirt), huh I don't even know her name, she suck on my d**k (Ooh) And I know the b*t*h hurt, yeah (Oh, Dexter) Ride around town with a Glock (Skrrt) Huh, ride around town with a mop (With a mop) Wanna run up on me, yeah, stop (Huh?) Huh, you see what I'm sayin' I said ride around town with a Glock (Nah, for real) Ride around town with a mop (With a mop) Wanna run up on me, swear to God, boy, you getting popped Bad lil' b*t*h and you know that b*t*h a thot b*t*hes window Get the money, hell yeah, with my kinfolk Remember days I ain't have sh*t [?] (What?) Used to eat the canned goods out the window, huh This year I'm eating steak (Huh), huh Bad b*t*hes on my plate She wanna f**k me, tell that baby girl, yeah, you're late Run up on me, put them holes right up in your face I'm a stupid ass n***a, but I came from the bay, huh Yeah, I come from Chicago Last n***a run up on me, he got them hollows (Baow) Bad b*t*hes wanna suck me, told that b*t*h "Hold on" (Uh what?) Huh, I've been getting money for song long Talkin' 'bout, boy, what? Huh Baby girl, you're a sl*t When you see me, run up on me, swear to God it's a must, huh (It's a what?) When she suck me then she wanna give me f**k, huh (f**k, huh, ha) I don't wanna f**k with you, baby girl, you be trippin' But I'm goin' back in this sh*t though Stupid ass (Oh man goddamn) Huh, yeah n***as be sh*ttin' [?] like he at the game (Huh?) Run up on me, swear to God, you know I shoot his range I'm a wild ass n***a and I'm crazy (Crazy) Run up on me, boy, he get the .380 And I ain't talkin' 'bout no motherf**kin' BB gun (What?), ha Last year, yeah, b*t*h, we had some fun Now she wanna f**k me 'cause she know I'm on (What?) Huh, you don't even know one song ha (Lil' b*t*h), ooh Bad b*t*h lookin' good and she got the thongs on I was tryna take her home, home I'ma freak and end the song, I'm tryna bone, bone, ha, yeah, huh This a different story when you see the Glocks out (Yeah) Cops tryna screw us all and you know I pop out I ain't tryna go to jail, I ain't tryna talk to you Run up on me, swear to God, turn your ass to mildew, yeah, b*t*h, what? I be getting money, yeah, that's a must (That's a must), huh Remember days riding on the bus (On the short), huh Now all I do is what? (What?) Huh (Oh man goddamn) I ain't even gotta bluff pu**y Freestyle sh*t, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm on that real Dexter sh*t, you know what I'm sayin'? (Freestyle, freestyle, freestyle) f**k Famous Dex, b*t*h (f**k Famous Dex, b*t*h) Dexter Yeah, what? Ha, huh Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Huh Oh man goddamn
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