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Grew Up Around Violence

Lil Duke

Uber

01.05.2016

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Tekst piosenki
[Hook: Duke] Pass me the ball I’mma muhfucking sco’ (swoosh) Maison Margiela my bitch tippy-toe (Maison Margiela that bitch) Bih gotta take her shoes off at the door (shoes off hoe, c’mon) I am no officer, I don't cuff hoes Bitches be surprised, I'm stiff arming hoes like a Heisman Thirsty ass bitch you conniving Pockets on fat and they swole like a robber These niggas broke and they lame, they need [?] Fucking with thotties [?] in Follies I got the heat in that bitch no Pat Riley Came from the trenches I grew up around violence [Verse 1: Duke] Don’t fuck with no bitches long distance I need a quickie I just need a minute Soon as I fuck that little bitch man I’m dipping Ask all the strippers yeah I’m a big tipper Word around town them young niggas winning Overlapping niggas I’m at the finish Really need ducks in like we going fishing Cook up in the lab like I am a chemist These niggas know that they rats and they snitching I don't play soccer but I do be kicking Slaughter your daughter that bitch came up missing I saw the struggle came up in them trenches Nigga talk shit get a hundred round missile I walked in the building fly like a frisbee Pay these lil' pretty lil' bitches tuition I walk right in and they stand like attention [Hook: Duke] Pass me the ball I’mma muhfucking sco’ (swoosh) Maison Margiela my bitch tippy-toe (Maison Margiela that bitch) Bih gotta take her shoes off at the door (shoes off hoe, c’mon) I am no officer, I don't cuff hoes Bitches be surprised, I'm stiff arming hoes like a Heisman Thirsty ass bitch you conniving Pockets on fat and they swole like a robber These niggas broke and they lame, they need [?] Fucking with thotties [?] in Follies I got the heat in that bitch no Pat Riley Came from the trenches I grew up around violence [Verse 2: Young Thug] I’m in the street like a muhfucker Pull up with your mom like a muhfucker I pull up, hop out of the Rari now she wanna buy a forest (shhjeezskkkrt) Don’t worry bout picking no fit, my bitch yellow like Safari (whhaat?) I got a super secret interest, and I make the Rari tread a billion I smoke on a garden keep it with me Them bloods will keep it with me I hop out the car its full of semis, you tryna make em envy Leave in the car and keep it rental, we still got them P’s like we Miller [Hook: Duke] Pass the ball I’mma motherfuckin’ sco’ (swoosh) Maison Margiela my bitch tippy-toe (Maison Margiela that bitch) Gotta take her shoes off at the door (shoes off hoe, c’mon) I am no officer, I do not cuff hoes Bitches be surprised, step on a hoe like a Heisman Thirsty ass bitch you connivin’ Came from the trenches I grew Up Around Violence
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