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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damon Michael Privott
Damon Michael Privott
Songwriter

Lyrics

Perc pressure pussy up down I got it Oh yeahh BOSSDOGDAMO I got it for cheep I got for cheep Damo going flood da street Wat do you need Get it from me get from me What do you need I got for sure it's gruarantee Like taxes and death if you play wit me Can't take me no chances I keep a heat Ain't givin no chances I play for keep Phone don't stop ringing can't get no sleep Slept in my car damn near all dis week Ain't missin no sale nigga I be geek Ain't missin no meal ah nigga gotta eat Boot in my drink while I'm smoking weed Don't chase me no loot cuz we meant to be I be by my lonely I trap in peace Lookin for molly come shop wit me Thinking bout suicide come play wit me Young nigga certified in da streets My OG still trappin he got it cheep Get it from me I got wat you need From Reggie to tripleOG Get it from me Molly or bean Either go great wit da lean Get it from me Bet not come short you already gettin it cheep If you needa get on your feet Come holla at me It's nothin you can't get in my trap Wat you oussy or crack Molly or blow just let a nigga know Don't ask for no irons we do not sell does Dat first code Try to get bold we fill you wit holes Whoa
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