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  • Текст песни Sauce Walka - DAT BOY DEN

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    3000 shots up in this car
    Pimpin' hurt my wrist, I make the bitch go cut my yard
    Playin' on the fence, get niggas split right by them boys
    Cuban on my neck gon' give me a hernia, it's too large
    Nfl contract in my garage
    Bitch got that hellcat, I got a Dodge
    Switch like a vibrator, it's makin' noise
    I got a check from a bitch doin' fraud
    400,000 from profiles and cards
    Mama I'm sinnin', repent to the lord
    But that Louis V jacket it's drippin too hard
    Sauce gotta have it, keep me some bitches that's snatchin' and grabbin'
    Flock to the nest with my birds and they savage
    Carats on my hand, like I'm feedin' rabbits
    How you froze up with that switch when them opps went pop out on your man
    You niggas be cappin'
    Keep with the rappin', pimpin' a Jasmine, they call me Aladdin
    Louis V carpet I'm standin' on satin
    I'm Harry Potter, got sticks for a dragon
    Niggas'll snitch over rocks and the baggage
    Who dat boy den
    Got so many millions and I barely be recordin'
    Standin' in the section with my fishes, we by Rozan
    23 of wockhardt in the bottle, Michael Jordan
    Nigga, who dat boy den
    I thought you knew
    Red seats in that trackhawk, I'm hopping out suwu
    Louis V jean jersey on, three days that bitch still new
    Plus I broke two bitches for 40,000, the first two
    Drip hit the pot and then lil mama threw
    Switch hit the carbon, the sun through your roof
    Drank is expired
    I'm sippin vampire
    Hi-tec leavin' red on the fang of my tooth
    Bitch I'm a bird, I be fly as a goose
    Maybach truck, it'll hop with the juice
    Can't be with snitches, their mouth is too loose
    You got a body, I'm 'posed to be spooked?
    You the first nigga I'm ready to shoot
    Who dat boy den
    Got so many millions and I barely be recordin'
    Standin' in the section with my fishes, we by Rozan
    23 of wockhardt in the bottle, Michael Jordan
    Nigga, who dat boy den
    I thought you knew
    I thought you knew
    I thought you knew

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