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Dorlance Stephane
Dorlance Stephane
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Dorlance Stephane
Dorlance Stephane
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Lyrics

SILENTS
SILENTS
You know I'm got talk my shit
Use to live in them vacant apartments
We putting up money on target
**** we play for keeps come on and finish what you started
Can't fuck with the rats, the snakes, the snitches informants
Always chilling with the felon and convicts
Spend at least 2-3 thousand at Onyx
The woman of my dreams some where on the island
**** we play for keeps (on god)
**** don't play with me (on god)
**** this major beef (on god)
You **** can't hang in the streets (on god)
I'm on the top right now (yeah)
Fly out to east Moscow (yeah)
She like to get flu out (yeah)
Fill up the seats sold out (yeah)
I catch that **** lacking turn him to a russian (russian cream)
I call DT and them and they gon get to bussin (they shoot for me)
Everytime i try to love it turn to lust (why can't i love)
I guess it's just the shit i been through i can't trust na
How can i trust theses bitches yea
How can i trust these **** yea
Everyone out for they selves
Ain't nobody real looking out
I serve to the feins when they in the drought baby
Drop to your knees give me mouth (give me your mouth)
Came a long way from the bottoms now a **** finally reaching the top yeah
I catch that **** lacking turn him to a russian (russian cream)
I call DT and them and they gon get to bussin (they shoot for me)
Everytime i try to love it turn to lust (why can't i love)
I guess it's just the shit i been through i can't trust na
Amiris my denim how you gang when you tell on the fellas
I be chillan with convicts and felons
Me and gang we be moving rebellious
Fuck that bitch make the other one jealous
And you know that my gang they be rolling up deep
**** all in my comments all yall **** some bitches we playing for keeps
**** we play for keeps (on god)
**** don't play with me (on god)
**** this major beef (on god)
You **** can't hang in the streets (on god)
I'm on the top right now (yeah)
Fly out to east Moscow (yeah)
She like to get flu out (yeah)
Fill up the seats sold out (yeah)
I catch that **** lacking turn him to a russian (russian cream)
I call DT and them and they gon get to bussin (they shoot for me)
Everytime i try to love it turn to lust (why can't i love)
I guess it's just the shit i been through i can't trust na
**** we play for keeps (on god)
**** don't play with me (on god)
**** this major beef (on god)
You **** can't hang in the streets (on god)
I'm on the top right now (yeah)
Fly out to east Moscow (yeah)
She like to get flu out (yeah)
Fill up the seats sold out (yeah)
Written by: Dorlance Stephane
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