All the Way Around and Back Again Shakin That Boom
Dorsum Once again
Prince Dre, Lil Durk, King Von
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(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up) Nail his ass I don't even enquire when it come to cash, they catch him Blast his donkey Jam get out that jam, I give him l, ain't gotta enquire again He was catchin' murders, fashion back then, that's when them MACs was in I don't drink that ruby or that green, bring back the Act' over again Fucked her then she told that she hate me, now she back once more And you still alive, you meliorate be lucky, ain't no traffickin' Detest they donkey then much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Dice once more" I tin can hit the order all by myself long as the strap is in Niggas told me, all the rappers pussy, I ain't no rapper so They told 'em what blazon of machine was in, I had to go become it wrapped again Say when I get on, ain't no more thots, we fuckin' actresses Bitch, y'all know we lyin', we fuckin' thotties on the mattresses Ayy, pop out like a ghost They like, "Prince Dre, boy, he back again" (uh) If a body movin', I spin back, he gettin' clapped once more (uh) I be in the Nola with a choppa like I'm Soulja Slim (uh, hey, hey) O'Block they my brothers but 300 that's my woadie nem Them be my fuckin' partners (them motherfuckers, woo) I be movin' through this bowwow, ain't worried 'bout no oppers (ain't worried 'bout no, ooh) I'k a fuckin' shotter And I'm dreaded like a Rasta I be runnin' up that purse, I been trappin' out that Charger (skrrt) Foenem screamin', "Get back" (gang) Y'all know I'1000 with that (uh) Long alive infant boy T-Roy, can't forget Hec Project infant, half dozen-iv shawty, got it on my back (uh) Chopper bullet, brand 'em somersault and so put 'em on his back (boom, boom) I ain't tryna squash no beef, nigga (squash no beef, nigga) We into it 'til you die, real street nigga (real street nigga) At yo' funeral, I might just slide, rest in pee, nigga (residue in pee, nigga) Shoot up everybody that's outside Bet Wooski feel this i (boom, boom, boom, boom) I bet Wooski still twitchin' (damn, damn, damn) He changed, somethin' different I got clips like Mel Gibson (yeah) All full, none empty (grrah, grrah) I know niggas scared to come around when I pop out outside (I know it) I done gave niggas whole head starts (what?) And still I hawked 'em downwardly (nail, blast) That shit crazy (damn) Krunk was doin' all that woofin', he ain't even get in (damn) Melly got shot up in the party, started Harlem Shakin' (damn, damn, damn) If the pigs continue tweakin', I'ma start fryin' salary (boom, boom) The difference between me and y'all is you be askin', I exist takin' (boom, boom, boom, nail-nail-boom-boom) Boom his donkey I don't fifty-fifty ask when it come to cash, they catch him Blast his ass Jam become out that jam, I give him l, own't gotta enquire once more He was catchin' murders, mode dorsum then, that'southward when them MACs was in I don't drink that red or that green, bring dorsum the Act' again Fucked her so she told that she detest me, now she back again And you still alive, y'all better be lucky, ain't no traffickin' Hate they ass so much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Die again" I can hit the club all by myself long every bit the strap is in
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Written by: Dayvon Bennett, Durk D. Banks, Prince Dre
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