- DC The Don Telfar... 歌词
- DC The Don
- [Intro]
DJ Kidd, this a hit for sure
[Chorus]
Like, *****, it ain't never that serious
I got these ******* go crazy, they curious
She tryna run game, is this lil' ***** delirious?
I smoke on exotic, got **** from experience, yeah
I can not **** with you, period (Yeah)
Look at my mother****in' face, I am serious
Prada shit started makin' me feel luxurious, yeah (Yeah, yeah, gang)
She said, "You dress up mysterious"
I don't got no tags on 'cause these niggas be jackin' my swag
I don't like like that shit, period
Like, she want somе Telfar, go put some Rick on it
AMG leggings squеakin' when I sit on it
Double Royce too, it's room for y'all to sit in it
Interior yellow, nigga had the piss on it
Gang, gang, gang
[Verse]
Young nigga, pistol totin'
Glocky and extended coated
Flames flamin', blickys blowin'
Pop out, do your city bogus
Hold on, man
If you ain't wan' park, go get yo' niggas floatin'
Hold on, gang
Used to sleepin' with them rats, we stompin' all the rodents
Donny got [?] he the hottest shit,uh
Smokin' Backwoods like I got me a sponsorship
I don't got time for the politics, uh (Donny)
I'ma take off like a mother****in' rocketship
She said she want her a scholarship, uh
"I heard you rock," but I thought that was obvious
Hittin' that *****, now she sayin' all kind of shit
I made it first boy, you mother****in' counterfeit
Watch how I flex when that ****in' deposit hit
I want a lot, but I still got a lot of shit
Choppa gon' sing on that ****in' melodic shit
Yeah, and I talk a lot, I can't be modest shit
Said it's all cool, but it still be the oddest shit
You not a gangster boy, you just the opposite
Niggas that stay on my ****, it's astonishin'
I'm a man of my word, I ain't doing no promising, gang
[Chorus]
Like, *****, it ain't never that serious
I got these ******* go crazy, they curious
She tryna run game, is this lil' ***** delirious?
I smoke on exotic, got **** from experience, yeah
I can not **** with you, period (Yeah)
Look at my mother****in' face, how it serious
Prada shit started makin' me feel luxurious, yeah (Yeah, yeah, gang)
She said, "You dress up mysterious"
I don't got no tags on 'cause these niggas be jackin' my swag
I don't like like that shit, period
Like, she want some Telfar, go put some Rick on it
AMG leggings squeakin' when I sit on it
Double Royce too, it's room for y'all to sit in it
Interior yellow, nigga had the piss on it
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