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DUSTY LOCANE
DUSTY LOCANE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sxber
Sxber
Songwriter
Reginald Miot
Reginald Miot
Songwriter
Brandon Greene
Brandon Greene
Songwriter
Stephon Manuel
Stephon Manuel
Songwriter
Faraz Feizi
Faraz Feizi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jovohn
Jovohn
Producer
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Sxber
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Lyrics

Look Y'all know it's that nine fifth militant family shit, haha Had to step it up Woo If that bad bitch mine, then I'm keepin' it (I'm keepin' it) Tight grip, nina on the side I ain't treeshin' it (No I ain't treeshin' it) But if a nigga try to play, let the choppa spray (Gllllt) It was a long night, hah (Hahaha) Shit, a long day (Long day) And I am really Dusty Locane from the fifth (I'm from the fifth) Post up, broad day, with a couple gritty crips (Ayo cig) And ignorance is bliss, but I see what I need (Yeah I see) So if a nigga talk, huh, leave him on his knees (Boaw) But I ain't talkin' freak shit I am in the street bitch (I'm in the street) And you know my niggas all ridin' for me (Yeah they gon' ride) And I am showing you a vibe when I slide through (I'm swervin') My niggas for the drama, grab the nine too (Grab the nine) And I said, "Baby, I won't make a promise" (At all) All my niggas really kill and really robbin' (Yeah they robbin') And I am for the violence (For thе violence) How you wanna do it? We can gеt 'em We can rock him, to sleep (Boom boom boom boom) Oppositions testing me Leave that pussy boy deceased (And they prayin') And they prayin' on my downfall to The wrong priest (To the wrong priest) Blood stains on the sheets I can't wait until we meet (No I can't wait) I'm Dusty Locane, let me introduce me (I'm introducing) How you really wanna do it I could be the one to prove it (I could really prove it) Broad day on the strip Yeah I am really with the movements (I am with the movements) Heavy on the rollin' and controllin' never movin' (I am never moving) Sticky situations, yeah my Glock is my solution (Grrr) Nigga who you fooling? Sides, I'm never choosing (Never chosing) Make that thirty sing high notes like it's moving (Yeee) Take a step into my shoes, see what I've been proving (Come and see) The facts of life is that niggas think they Winnin' when they losing (They think they losing) Bad bitches on my dick and guarantee they all drooling (Yeahahaha) Wanna see if Dusty in the picking and the choosing (No I ain't) Pickin' and I'm switching 10 bitches in the kitchen (They in the kitchen) They love me 'cause I'm saucy Said I'm finger licking (I'm finger licking) And I said, "Baby, I won't make a promise" (At all) All my niggas really kill and really robbin' (Yeah they robbin') And I am for the violence (For the violence) How you wanna do it? We can get 'em We can rock him, to sleep (Boom boom boom boom) Oppositions testing me Leave that pussy boy deceased (And they prayin') And they prayin' on my downfall to The wrong priest (To the wrong priest) Blood stains on the sheets I can't wait until we meet (No I can't wait) I'm Dusty Locane, let me introduce me
Writer(s): Brandon Greene, Stephon Manuel, Faraz Feizi, Jasper Murray, Johnathan Barton, Reginald Miot Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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