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Xavier Landum
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Woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, baby
Across 110th Street
You can find it all in the street
Ayy, ayy
See I been in my bag can I talk my shit
Ayy finna I talk my shit, ayy, let's go
Ayy see I been in my bag, ayy, ayy
I be deep in they heavy, these boys feeling shitty
Damn, guess that's why try to get me
Big nigga stiff and I stay with a Simi
He tripp in club but I hit him with 50
I had to cut 'em that nigga won't with me
He said he gon' to slide, but I told him it's risky
I come from The Grove, yea, the heart of the city
But be in the north where them boys really winnin'
Remember them days was adding up pennies
Damn, now we throw racks to the ceilings
Smelling like pressure, the best in the city
You need it we got it 'cause Hova still with me, ayy
We stacking the fuck is a stimy
You got BOA then you better get with me
This shit here feel better than hustling and dealing
If shit hit the fan I'm back Robbin' and stealin', damn
These bitches, they never fuck with me
They see I got clout trying to fuck for image, huh
I'm like fuck you and fuck your little feelings
My heart in the streets I'm locked in with the trenches, ayy
I think it's bout time for the dentist
We really make racks in this fucking pandemic
They let me off papers I'm off of restriction
But I still got partners get piss every Wednesday, ayy
Huh, ayy, keep that how it is
Run it back, ayy, ayy, ayy
We pop 'em, I told 'em it was business, yeah
He got Glock put that bitch for emmy
We ran up the score had to lace up my tennis
I'm balling, that shit got me feeling like Dennis, ayy
The doc say I fucked up my kidneys
It must be the lean the squares or the Henny
Or maybe that dussi don't mix with that Remy
We have another way with this shit, so we chillin', ayy
Took losses to feel all this winning
We started with boes ending off with dem chickens
He reached for this chain, but he fly with the pigeons
Don't speak on the gang unless, you talking big business, ayy
We pop 'em, I told 'em it was business
He got Glock put that bitch for Emmy
We ran up the score had to lace up my tennis
I'm balling, that shit got me feeling like Dennis, ayy
Feeling like Dennis, feeling like Dennis
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Feeling like Dennis, feeling like Dennis
Feeling like-, feeling like Dennis
Feeling like Dennis, feeling like Dennis
Feeling like-, feeling like Dennis
Feeling like Dennis, feeling like Dennis
Feeling like-, feeling like Dennis, ayy
Writer(s): Xavier Landum
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