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], ugh, uh-huh, uh-uh-uh-uh, yo, yo, let's talk about who i am, blond bee, find me in the hood with my peoples, love y'all, hate the rest of y'all that i can see through, above that, i can't feel nothin' unless it's lethal, testin' your moves, never that, make your position fetal, uh, i wanna talk about dog nigga, l-o-x, eve, and me, now that's the hottest thing in the streets, our beats is swizz, cheesed up with holes in the shit, double r roll thick, and ain't nothin' sweet but drag-eve tracks, honey roasted, burn it 'til its been around now how the fuck that sound, yo let's talk about, platinum plaques, hangin' on my wall, see me decorated, she's the one, heard 'em say it, see me celebrate it, i pop shit when it's necessary, not for nothin', i use clips for them big beefs, see me bustin', plow!, i wanna talk about bitches i fucked, i'm a dog so i can't stand no bitch that hounds, i far from a clown, if i'm not knocking them down, drag's probably not around, so i'm not one to claim by either one of you dames, if y'all catch drag with a mane, trust me, she got my last name, here's the hook, uh, now drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit, now eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits, now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this cris, drag dash on, now drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit, now eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits, now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this cris, drag dash on, let's talk about little dick niggas, always talkin' bout what you got, rather be finger-popped, dick probably the size of a bough stuffed with rocks, fuck the cop nigga, go shoot pool, pussy plot, you make me cum, i might flood the block, wet on my socks, i wanna talk about guns niggas don't bust, y'all need to see me if y'all wanna see shells pop out, i make niggas say watch out, when i got my glock out, niggaz clock out, cause i run up in your watch house, snatch up all your rocks out, then throw your box out, ya motherfuckers better watch out, yo, let's talk about fake ass bitches, lying on yourself, you ain't ready for the world mama, beggin' every second money hungry, life drama, get your own stacks, why you think these niggaz pussy hungry, cause you actin' triflin', layin' up, takin' his money, uh, i wanna talk about live or die, fucking with i, niggas will fry like stripped bacon, i leave them shakin', keep 'em sizzlin', fuckin' with them you might win, but they only got six shots with a barrel that spin, and us our clip is spinning, and hittin' all their men, i wanna talk about ryde or die, my dogs control confrontation, in any situation, five niggas on your team, five niggas you replacing, five niggas used to gleam, five niggas left with nathan, but their game that we took, and now they back to chase it, i wanna talk about biting ass niggas, let me see y'all niggas catch the flow, go red-vest with the four-four blow, ya niggaz gonna hit the ground for sure, nigga let me know if you want more, if he catch you with a pound to choke, you know, nigga never die slow, till his eyes close, then jump on the highway, i go, man fuck the po-po, them niggas is moving slow mo, come on, here's the hook, uh, now drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit, now eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits, now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this cris, drag dash on, now drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit, now eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits, now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this cris, drag dash on
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Artist: eve