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Mazzeratti Duke
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Leander Burrowes
Songwriter:in
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**** say they trippin' and I’m like, "Me too"
If he pull up like we good, we gone knock his doors off
My **** on a perc, so right now he throwed out
Pour four ounces in my cup of mud, so I'm dozed out (Poured an ounce, dozed out)
They say, "Duke we raised you up right, how the fuck you go south?"
These **** say they trappin', I'm like, "Me too", uh
Fuck that lil' bitch from the back, she say, "Don't stop it, ooh Duke, I need you"
I gotta hook something like a needle
It's a lot of speculation, I might want you, I don't really need you (I don't need you)
Every time they play my song, she say, "Ooh, this my shit!"
I fuck her from the back, she say, "Baby, don’t stop it"
I ain't worried about yo ****, we’ll get his block hit
Tryna put my hood on, but I ain't Trayvon Martin
We was really in the streets, we didn’t need no guidance
We was out looking for love, but we never found it (We ain't ever found it)
Couple **** got merked, yeah, they body found dead
If I don't never sign a deal, know the streets gone sign me
Took a trip to Atlanta records, they like, "Where is he from?" (Where he from?)
I’m still surprised that I can rob the bank without no gun
When I'm blowing up real fast, it's hard to think what I've become
Way she swallow my dick, it’s hard to think she got a tongue (She ain't got no tongue)
Ain’t a lot of people chosen, hard to think that I'm the one
I’m the hardest **** out, but I’m the biggest that's slept on
**** actin' real foul, then we gone rip off his teflon (We gone rip his head off)
I fuck her from the back, she be like, "Baby, slow it down", uh
Hold up, switch gears, then I ask her, "What about now?"
She say, "Yeah, that’s the spot, but you gotta put your phone down"
Said her baby daddy jealous, she don’t really want no problems
Then I turn my flash on, 'cause this for my dawgs in the pound
I ain't fuckin' with that **** Duke, he crazy, yeah, that's me (How you doin'?)
Why you say his diamonds fake? They is, ****, SD (They ain't from around here)
Me and Dee was breaking down bowls, you can ask SP
Check my records, there's attempt to loot, ask Prichard Police
I just can’t be fucking with these hoes, they delirious
Only time I let my Glock talk, if I ain't hearing it
**** say that they gone rob me, I ain't hearing it
Always let me fuck her in her mouth and that’s just period
She know I got them periods
How you put your hood on, it was mysterious
Granny tell me take my hood off, you look mysterious
Had to switch from Levis, I'm tryna Mike Amiri it
Ain't had no threesome with my bitch, 'cause that's just something they ain't into yet
I be robbing left and right, my parents think I'm throwed out
I'm out in Cali with the vibe, but I’ll kick them hoes out
Hellcat on Hollywood, I’m tryna Dodge the hole pots
Would you sign for a mil? I say, "I need a whole lot"
Unless them **** talking cash, then I just might, can't hold out
How you think of what to say on songs? I pour my soul out
They like, "Duke, can you tell us more?", can’t say a whole lot
I already said enough, I ain't one of them **** that talk a lot
I can’t go to sleep, got demons in my thoughts, yeah
My girl keep having dreams , I'ma take you out, yeah
You and your gang, you know who I’m talking about, yeah
You **** cap, we really out hear catching bodies
Infatuated with Boosie, he with that violence
My shooters crazy , when they shoot, they just be smilin' (Them **** really smilin')
Them guns sound like violins
Do the dash and we hear sirens (You could hear them sirens)
You could ask Malcom if them **** spin that block
Then they won't try again
You keep that
Written by: Leander Burrowes, Mazzeratti Duke