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Delonte Copeland
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Aye, Breezy, I just wanna rap, dawg
Ha
SoLo on the beat, ho
2-0, 2-4, schedule just released, so
17 games, all I see is 17-0
Playoffs, we gon' steamroll
End up with the ring, bro
What up with these jabroni-ass teams
Tryna beat dolphins
Just line them up, then we gon' stun them
Like Steve Austin
It's Mike McDaniel's third year, let's keep ballin
We froze up last year, now we defrosted
It's combat for victory, so let's be flawless
Week one, we run, Cheetah vs. Jaguars
We gon' giggity-giddy, I'm feelin' like Quagmire
Ramsey want revenge on them boys, he say they too small
Dip em in that water, send him floatin' back to Duval
In week two, the Bills do it, we be cookin' buffalo
Pressure all on Josh now, let's make him uncomfortable
Thursday night football, tell him better be smart
The mafia aggressive, we gon' turn him into Sweethearts
Then depart, out to Seattle on week three start
We gon' drown the birds, they really gon' be Sea hawks
Then Monday night payback, Will Levy's worst fear
Crash with the Titans and do him like Gary Bertier
Take it to New England now, we can't even play them close
We know they been makin' jokes, cook em like that Brady roast
Five and O now, ain't even hit the top speed
We gon' finish the marathon after the Bye Week
They can't whoop us, they can't whoop us, they can't whoop us
They can't whoop us, they can't whoop us, they can't whoop us
Week seven, back on the kick-ass spree
We don't want no problems dog, but we can get scrappy
Nap town, slap down, movin' at fast speeds
Watch out, Bubba might get banned from McAfee
Then week eight, more birds, turn him into hors d'oeuvres
Chop will chop up Murray, while Phillips deliver orders
Semana nine, now the bill's out of time
We collectin' all the interest, bankrupt em' one more time
Now Allen's sad, lookin' like he lost his best bro
Back on the road, time to take it to the West Coast
Week ten, begin, all the Rams fans pissed
OBJ gon' show that Cali love and do a dance to this
Then week eleven, when you see the Raiders, tell them
Speed demons out to catch em, tell AP to bring a reverend
To bless em,
and now New England feelin' special
Rematch, get re-slapped, waddle dancin at Gillette too
Now we movin' to da matchup at Lambeau
Tua he the shooter, bust shots like Rambo
Thanksgiving, cause we winning and get the call shots
Turning into pirates when the Jets land at hard rock
And tell Houston it's a problem up at NRG
When we touch down, it's no law, we causin' anarchy
Shoot it out with 49ers, we got 40 9's
We got y'all old players playin' great, still on the grind
And tell them do do browns, when we comin' through the town
We don't stop, get it, get it, you would think Luke was round
And for that new year, got a new resolution
Nah, it ain't new, it's the same, cause the Jets losing
They can't whoop us, they can't whoop us, they can't whoop us
They can't whoop us, they can't whoop us, they can't whoop us
So Lo, So lo, So Lo, D
So Lo, So lo, So Lo, D
2024, that's how we startin' it off, man, D.W.A
Dolphins with attitude, listen
I'm issuing a open challenge
Look at the schedule, wherever the Dolphins play
Give me a rapper from every city
We gon' put it down like that
If you mad, come back at me like that
Yeah
D.W.A
D.W.A
Written by: Delonte Copeland