88rising – JAPAN 88 Lyrics

[Intro: Famous Dex]
You know what I’m sayin’
I just- that’s just how I like to do it, know what I’m sayin’ (Dexter)
My real name is Dexter, haha
I got a lot of more diamonds too
I just got new diamonds by the way
Uh, woah
Dexter, huh
Uh, yeah, uh what
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
You know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, baby you dig (Dexter)
Dexter (Dexter)
Ooh, huh, wait, what
Uh, yeah, what

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

[Verse 1: Verbal]
Tokyo that’s my town, listen now
What you doing, where’s ya man’s
See my gold, meet my people, see my phone
Got a line, from a girl, and it’s flavour
Where we going, Yakatory [?]
Lemon sour we devour, got my diamonds, got my furs
Gahman says, “let’s get lit, super lit, very, very lit”
Red red alert, paparazzi many trolls, following the way we roll
See my chain chain, it’s been cold
See my gang gang, see how deep we roll
Karaoke sang sang, till the early morn’
Don’t worry how I became a [?] chati
Now we talk about Ferraris (vroom)
And we make it look easy
P.K.C on his boys I know you see me, yah (see me)
And we me it look easy
Famous Dex, Keith Ape I know you see me

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man?)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

[Verse 2: Keith Ape]
In Japan, poppin’ xans, drink some [?]
Kill the shows and the cone and the grams
Baby girl, give me brain, heal my pain
I need dope, I need grams, I need M’s
I need more, I need grams, I need M’s
[Korean]
? in Jakarta
Louis Vuitton, duffle bag
’03 Nigo on my wrist
’03 Nigo on my fist
Bape stars on my fist
Spent a ticket on my feet

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

Famous Dex – 30 Go Bang Lyrics

[Intro]
Everybody be askin’ me this
Everybody be askin’ me that
Why do they be questionin’ me?
Like “Dex, where you from, bro?” (Y’all know where the fuck I am from, man)
You know where the fuck I’m from (haha, let’s get it, man)
Woo, esketit (DDB shit, man)

[Verse 1]
I’m smokin’ on Woods (woo), I’m sippin’ on lean ‘fore I’m switchin’ lanes (drank)
I’m bussin’ so hard, I need me a water, I can’t feel my brain (I’m brainless)
These bitches they on me, they want them some money, they can’t get a thing (at all)
But baby, I want me some brain (that brain), she know I got fame, she know I’m the thing (esketit)
My .30 on me, you know I can’t lie, got .40s on beams (on beams, woo)
You run up on me, my .40 go boom, I send him a dream (bang bang, bang bang)
We kick in yo’ door like Mike with masks, you think Halloween (Halloween)
But bitch, this ain’t Halloween (woo), I just want the money (esketit), I feel like a fiend (esketit)
Hello, they callin’ my phone, oh shit, I gotta finesse (I gotta finesse, woo)
They say they want weed, but shit, I told ’em molly’s the best (molly’s the best, esketit)
They start some fu shit, guess what? You know I’m uppin’ my TEC (I’m uppin’ my TEC)
I hope I don’t up my TEC, if I up my TEC, I send him to rest (esketit, esketit)

[Chorus]
These bitches on me, I told her I don’t need her (I don’t need her, esketit)
I’m smokin’ on weed, you know it’s that reefer (it’s that reefer, oh)
You try some fu shit, I’m uppin’ my [?] (uppin’ my [?])
My .40 go [?]
My .30 go bang (woo), my choppa go slang, my .40 go [?] (esketit)
And ‘fore I’m switchin’ lanes, I’m smokin’ that thing (woo), you know it’s that reefer (woo)
These bitches they on me, I told her I don’t need her, you know I don’t need ya (I don’t need ya)
Bitch, I don’t need ya (I don’t need ya)
Bitch I don’t need ya (I don’t need ya), hoe I don’t need ya

[Verse 2]
I’m still cookin’ work, it’s gettin’ real late, I need me a duece (where the drank? Where the drank?)
I call up Fly Shaun, I call up my twin, you know that’s the crew (my homies, my boys)
I’d die for my homies, I’d kill for my homies, I ain’t talkin’ no fu (no fu)
But boy, what you talkin’ is fu, you ain’t talkin’ no green (no guap), conversation is blue (esketit)
These hoes in KOD shakin’, it’s gettin’ wet (gettin’ wet, esketit)
I call up my broski Shane and told him bring me some stacks (big bro, bring guap)
I see thirsty niggas, I hope they don’t rob, I hope they don’t snatch (don’t snatch)
‘Cause boy if you do try to snatch, lil’ bro in the back, and he came with the strap (esketit, esketit)

[Chorus]
These bitches on me, I told her I don’t need her (I don’t need her, esketit)
I’m smokin’ on weed, you know it’s that reefer (it’s that reefer, oh)
You try some fu shit, I’m uppin’ my [?] (uppin’ my [?])
My .40 go [?]
My .30 go bang (woo), my choppa go slang, my .40 go [?] (esketit)
And ‘fore I’m switchin’ lanes, I’m smokin’ that thing (woo), you know it’s that reefer (woo)
These bitches they on me, I told her I don’t need her, you know I don’t need ya (I don’t need ya)
Bitch, I don’t need ya (I don’t need ya)
Bitch I don’t need ya (I don’t need ya), hoe I don’t need ya

Dan the man – Famous Dex lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – Dan the man

DJ what
Dexter ouu, f*ck your hah
Diamonds dancing like club tho
Huh f*cking b*tches, know what I’m saying
Dexter ou what yeah ah what.(dan the man)

AP diamonds dancing all up on my wrist
Blew your b*tch a kiss thats your b*tch she on my d*ck.

Got my stick huh yeah I got my stick huh
40 with the klick got the beam on that b*tch.

Diamonds dancing it my sing to your b*tch ou
Doing coke she might fein on my d*ck.

What yeah baby you a slut huh let me bust a nut huh
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Feel all on her butt ou wait.

Bentley truck yeah you got a jeep
Thats Chanel double pp all up on my feet.

Diamonds on my teeth huh lil bro on the beat
Wanna be like me huh you can’t be like me.

Wait huh two two three yeah that b*tch on green
This b*tch wanna ring she can’t get a thing.

I might pop a beam she might pop a beam
Now we seeing things huh all in magazines.

What, test me run up on em’ test me
30 on me who gon’ test me 40 on me who gon’ test me what.

S*x me I now this b*tch wanna neck me neck me neck me
I know this b*tch wanna neck me huh wait huh.

I just bought a 50 it’s so pretty?
Gold chain riding round the city feeling like Diddy.

They like no he didn’t they like no he didn’t dexter ou what
They like no he didn’t they like no he didn’t
They like no he didn’t they like no he didn’t
Gold chain think I’m Diddyyy.
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Problem child – Famous Dex lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – Problem child

Problem child
Problem chiiild
You don’t want a problem chiiild.
Give me money now and and you what else I’m talking ’bout.
She all love me now ’cause the nigger’s gettin’ money now.

Problem chiiild
Problem chiiild
You don’t want a problem child.
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Give me money now and and you what else I’m talking ’bout.
She all love me now ’cause the nigger’s gettin’ money nowww.
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Bubble gum – Famous Dex lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – Bubble gum

Where you get that chain from?
Your diamonds so foo, man that s**t look like bubble gum
That AP, yeah I got me one
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Dropped them racks in a .. so I had to get my brother one. (x2)

Dropped them racks in a .. (yeah I did)
Ridin’ in a Bentley, yeah it was me and Rich The Kid
Your man flexing like he got it though
We know his a*s lame on the ‘gram flexing ..
Ion wanna do it to him but I had to
Got a pint of a Wock with my Big Blue
Diamonds .. on me, baby think it’s mildew
Shooters on the roof, swear to God they’ll kill you.

Got bitches killing niggas Kill Bill too
And my youngest in the field killing niggas too
But really bro, where you get that chain from?
Please take it off, b***h your diamonds look like bubble gum

Where you get that chain from?
Your diamonds so foo, man that s**t look like bubble gum
That AP, yeah I got me one
Dropped them racks in a .. so I had to get my brother oneee. (x4)
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Hot like a balloon – Famoux Dex lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – Hot like a balloon

‘member they said I won’t make it
I get that money, can’t take it
Most of these b*tches be basic
.. be fakin
I pop a pill and I go to the moon
Maybe gon’ give me some room
She wanna get a mushroom
Lookin so hot like baloon
‘member they said I won’t make it ..
I get that money, can’t take it
Most of these b*tches be basic
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.. be fakin
I pop a pill and I go to the moon
Maybe gon’ give me some room
She wanna get a self-room
These b*tches hot like a balloon.
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Feelin stupid – Famous Dex lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – Feelin stupid

Parking lot, pimpin’
Cooling with the h*es
Pour a four
Where the coke
Watch her shove it up her nose
She booty feeling stupid
Feeling like I’m right up on her booty getting coochie
Bae you give me coochie
Bae that b*tch she stupid.(feelin stupid)

F*ckin’ that b*tch last year
I got them diamonds, my ear
Sipping lean like it’s beer
Run up on him shoot him just like a deer
Run up on him shoot him just like a deer
I get the money, no wear
I was broke like last year
I’m getting that cash
I hop in a lamb I go fast
Watch it go fast
I’m going to Dex
It’s twelve right on my a*s
Tense on my face, I’m a master
Thirty on me, yeah I rob you
All this money I’m a goblin
Suck on my dick with your swallow
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Watchin’ these niggas they falling
Bullets they soon in they howling
You two play ball a bit?
Used to your niggas they?
Nah I be getting this money
Diamonds on me and it’s sunny
I f*ck your b*tch cause she funny
Follow that b*tch then I squirt on these brains
I f*ck your b*tch cause she funny
Follow that b*tch and I swear they be bunnies
That lil’ boy ain’t got no money
That lil’ boy ain’t got no money
Dexterrr.
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Rockie Fresh – You & I Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Y’all wanna know why you don’t stop
Y’all wanna know why you don’t flop
Lemme tell you p-p-people why
Going hard when you coming from the Chi
Going broke, no hope, but I know I’m gon die rich
Always kept this shit 100 never switched
Niggas out here sending shots but they brick
I don’t really miss these days
But I miss that Holbrook road
I don’t really miss no old hoes
I was tryna really reach new goals
Reach new heights see new things
That a young nigga never did see
Running with MMG Rozay he believe in me
Chi-town MVP, Kanye and Don C
MJ and Scottie P, R Kelly RNB
Grant park after dark [?] stole my sharks
Fat tiger on my T pulling up to the gallery
Where I spend my whole salary
Running shit, watch the calories
Hope these niggas don’t get mad at me
It’s gone be another casualty
You should just be proud of me
Come and blow a little loud with me
Super fly nigga low-key
And it’s no telling where I might be

[Bridge]
Yeah
You and I can be whatever we wanna be in this shit
Do whatever we wanna do
Go wherever we wanna go

[Verse 2]
Fiji water, grand daddy purp
It’s hot in here I need another shirt
It’s hot in here I need a Nelly verse
Fire flowing bout to make it worse
Young nigga tryna to break the curse
I’ma be a dad, I’m the new [?]
Otherwise feelings gettin hurt
Otherwise I be in the skirt
Otherwise it can get bad
Famous Dex we got hoes mad
I can hit her with the quick fast
And I hit my bro with the touch pass
I can buy your bitch a new pad
I can buy that hoe a best bag
I can hit her with the new swag
Born fly never jet lag
You a dummy you should test crash
Crash test how you fail that?
Cali Kush did you mail that
Don’t nobody in the city sell that
Niggas will sell their souls though
Big money buy the boatload
These people can not buy me
Made a promise I’ma always live free like that

I got it – Famous Dex feat. Pachino lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – I got it

“Dexter, Yeah yeah
New money yeah New glasses, yeah
Talking bout I got it, I’m f*cking lil b*tch in the closet.
Made a deposit boy hunnit deposit what”

Talking bout money I got it. (x8)

Talk about money I got it (You what)
Talk about money I got it (Talking that what)
Pull a Porch out on Colis (Skrrrrt)
Pulled a porch out on Coils (Skrrrrt)
Talk bout money I got it (you what)
Talk bout money I got it (you-wait)
Talk about money I got it
I go to the bank and I’m my own
I go to the bank and I’m my own spot it.

Talking bout money I got it (you-what)
I pull the lamb up in traffic (huh)
Walking that bank make deposit (ou huh )
Talking bout money boy stop it (yeah)
Talking bout money I got it (you-what)
f*cking lil b*tch in a backwoods (ou-huh).

I can not f*ck with these rappers (ah-what)
Most of these niggas be faggots!
My diamonds wet like a napkin (what)
I get the money I bag it (huh ou)
Diamonds they come in fantastic (huh)
That sh*t lookin’ jamatic.

Talk about money I gooot it
Talk about money I gooot it
Run up on me yeah I got em, I got em’, I got em’ (Dexter).

Talking bout money I gooot it (Talking that what). (x8)

Talk about money I gooot it (You what)
Talk about money I gooot it (Talking that what)
Pull a Porch out on Colis (Skrrt)
Pulled a porch out on Coils (Sk-Skrrt)
Talk bout money I gooot it (You what)
Talk bout money I gooto it (you-wait)
Talk about money I ooot it
I go to the bank and I’m my own spot it.

Talking bout money I gooot it (foreal)
Don’t wanna talk it ain’t profit (racks)
That sh*t is really just logic (naw)
Niggas is broke need to stop it (foreal).

Pull off the lot just like skrrtt (skrrt)
Niggas is broke that’s my word (yah)
Remember I was on the curb (foreal)
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Now in L.A. smoking herb.

And the weed it be different and sh*t (foreal)
On my downfall they wishing and sh*t (yah)
As soon as I walk in the club see I gooot it lit up Just like its christmas and sh*t (boom).

And them niggas be b*tches and sh*t (ou)
But they just gotta listen and sh*t
Cause as soon as I walk in the club
See my Rollie it glisten, yeah it glisten and sh*t.

Talking bout money I gooot it (Talking that what). (x8)

Talk about money I gooot it (You what)
Talk about money I gooot it (Talking that what)
Pull a Porch out on Colis (Skrrt)
Pulled a porch out on Coils (Sk-Skrrt)
Talk bout money I gooot it (You what)
Talk bout money I gooot it (you-wait)
Talk about money I gooot it
I go to the bank and I’m my own spot ittt.
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In my coupe – Rich the Kid feat. Famous Dex lyrics

Lyrics Rich the Kid – In my coupe

I just pulled up in my coupe
I might just f*ck on your boo
Look at my hunnids they blue, ooh
I f*cked your b*tch after school
Dive in the b*tch like a pool
Look at my chains not too cool
Now she say she fallin’ in love
She fell in love with the drugs
I just might make her my boo
She fell in love with the jewels
You had the juice but you lost it
My diamonds wet like a faucet
Your b*tch she callin’ my iPhone
Diamonds yellow like the Flintstones
They doing sh*t that we been on
I’m in New York like I’m Jim Jones.

Bad b*tch, I’ma bust on her titties
Good lean gotta f*ck up my kidneys
More money gotta flex on these b*tches
f*ck her in the Rari, switching positions
I was broke, I had to get it
I was trappin’ out the kitchen
Selling dope I do the dishes
Trappin’ yeah right on the stove, may God be my witness
He say he get money but I need a witness
Boy yo’ money shorter than midgets
Ice on me got my frigid
Toke nice niggas know you missin’
Magazine model sucking me sloppy
Rich Forever Way they wanna copy
Play with me, they’ll be finding your body
Wake up, I’ma buy a Bugatti.

I just pulled up in my coupe
I might just f*ck on your boo
Look at my hunnids they blue, ooh
I f*cked your b*tch after school
Dive in the b*tch like a pool
Look at my chains not too cool
Now she say she fallin’ in love
She fell in love with the drugs
I just might make her my boo
She fell in love with the jewels
You had the juice but you lost it
My diamonds wet like a faucet
Your b*tch she callin’ my iPhone
Diamonds yellow like the Flintstones
They doing sh*t that we been on
I’m in New York like I’m Jim Jones.

I got that money on me
I got these diamonds on me
Rich Forever be my team
Don’t trap where you stay, man they call the police
Come correct when you talking to me
Niggas sleeping but that money don’t stop
I’ma stack it and go get me a watch
Bad b*tch suck me up on a yacht
I’m in New York like I’m 50
f*ck her so good that she miss me
I was hustlin’, counting pennies
Now my money to the ceiling
Wait, I get the Lamb and they rent it
I ain’t been broke in a minute
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I remember pockets empty
I get the guap, yeah I got the digits.

Jay what up bro
Rich what up bro
Rich Forever 3 on the way know what im sayin’
Just do all types of sh*t
Ooh, wait, yeah, oohhh.

I just pulled up in my coupe
I might just f*ck on your boo
Look at my hunnids they blue, ooh
I f*cked your b*tch after school
Dive in the b*tch like a pool
Look at my chains not too cool
Now she say she fallin’ in love
She fell in love with the drugs
I just might make her my boo
She fell in love with the jewels
You had the juice but you lost it
My diamonds wet like a faucet
Your b*tch she callin’ my iPhone
Diamonds yellow like the Flintstones
They doing sh*t that we been on
I’m in New York like I’m Jim Jonesss.
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No reason – Famous Dex Lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – No reason

Dexter, Dexter
30K right on my wrist, 30K right on my wrist
Know what I’m saying, wave bros sh*t, ya dig
Dexter, wait look huhhh.(no reason)

Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reason
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reason
I be so high for no reason.

B*tches they laugh for no reason, I f*ck on you either
My squad mistreat her, huh
Riding round in a Beamer, huh
Count the racks up like Serena
Two b*tches no Easter, I swerving’ through coke like it’s legal
We know it’s illegal, huh
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Make them burdens like the Beatles, yeah
I f*ck that b*tch I don’t need her, huh
I’ll f*ck that b*tch when I meet her, huh
Wait, that b*tch she a eater, huh
New ice yeah it’s freezer, what, huh
I’m broke in the days, yeah
I was broke in the days, yeah
Now I turn up on the stage
I get the money, I swear I be paid, yeah
Hmmm, yeah, f*ck you lil b*tch pull up ..

Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reason
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reason
I be so high for no reason.

Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reasooon
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reasooon
I be so high for no reasooon
Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reasooon
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reasooon
I be so high for no reasonnn.
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God damn – Famous Dex lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – God damn

Lotta motherf*ckas hatin’
Ballin’ mama said she proud of me
Whole gang gon’ ride for me
Walkin’ ’round with a knot
Can’t trust your b*tch she a thot
Spend a whole lot on a watch
Flexin’ hard now they want me to stop
She in the coupe with no panties, god damn
I’m flexin’, I’m flexin’
She in the coupe with no panties, god damn
I’m flexin’, I’m flexin’.

In the coupe with a model b*tch and I’m f*ckin’ her cause she foreign
Rollie diamonds keep dancin’ on me, still havin’ Act so we pourin’
Money on me, f*ck a b*tch in my yeezys
Young nigga had to get it believe me
Diamonds on me, that’s a whole lotta water
Rich forever, buy the masi’ I flex
Hold up
That lil money that you got, it ain’t nothin’
Broke rappers, where ya chain come from?
b*tch I done made at the mall
No .., but a young nigga flex
Old rapper with a rusty necklace
Pinky ring on water, the faucet
You was winnin’, had the sauce, but you lost it
Now I’m winnin’ and I’m flexin’, they salty.

Lotta motherf*ckas hatin’
Ballin’ mama said she proud of me
Whole gang gon’ ride for me
Walkin’ ’round with a knot
Can’t trust your b*tch she a thot
Spend a whole lot on a watch
Flexin’ hard now they want me to stop
She in the coupe with no panties, god damn
I’m flexin’, I’m flexin’
She in the coupe with no panties, god damn
I’m flexin’, I’m flexin’.

She in the coupe with no panties
Whoa, god damn, wait
Lil mama Spanish, suckin’ that d*ck with no hands
I’m ballin’ like randy
I’m in the coupe with no licences
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Lil bro put down the smell
If they try to stop us, get out and bail, what
Last year I was broke
This year I get the money
Diamonds on me, yeah they sunny
5 b*tches and they bunnies
Look ma, I got me a check
Look ma, I know how to flex
You run up on me, get the TEC
Look at diamonds, yeah they wet.

Lotta motherf*ckas hatin’
Ballin’ mama said she proud of me
Whole gang gon’ ride for me
Walkin’ ’round with a knot
Can’t trust your b*tch she a thot
Spend a whole lot on a watch
Flexin’ hard now they want me to stop
She in the coupe with no panties, god damn
I’m flexin’, I’m flexin’
She in the coupe with no panties, god damn
I’m flexin’, I’m flexinnn’.
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Break her off – Famous Dex feat. 12tildee lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – Break her off

Girl put your hands on your knees
Like you done run out of breath
Climb down that pole
Lil’ mama don’t need no help
She f*ckin’ with me ‘cuz she know that I’m breaking her off
(I’m breaking her off)
Broke nigga throwin’ no cash, you runnin’ your mouth.(break her off)

Break her off
Break her off
Break her off
Break that ass off like a kickhat
I just throw the money, she could run it back
f*ck around a ton, that b*tch a hundred stacks
We’ll don’t do no talkin’, where your money at?
Break her off
Break her off
Break that ass off like a kickhat
I just throw the money, she could run it back
f*ck around a ton, that b*tch a hundred stacks
We’ll don’t do no talkin’, where your money at?

I know lil’ mama, she gon’ come and flirt
I’m the reason why she comin’ to work
I show a dub, she show me love
She pop it for pimp and she f*ckin’ it up, f*ckin’ it up
She f*ck with a balla, lil’ boy stop playin’
You tryin’ to wife her, she really can’t hear what you sayin’
Why is you cuffin’ them bands? Throw this shit up make it land
Watch me switch hands, she do my favorite lil’ dance
I make it rain like Rihanna and she go to work
Trained to get the money first, Franklin make her go berserk
b*tch put your hands on your knees, like you done run out of breath
Come down that pole, lil’ mama don’t need no help
She f*ckin’ with me cause she know that I’m breakin’ her off
Broke nigga throwin’ no cash, you runnin’ your mouth.

Break her off
Break her off
Break her off
Break that ass off like a kickhat
I just throw the money, she could run it back
f*ck around a ton, that b*tch a hundred stacks
We’ll don’t do no talkin’, where your money at?
Break her off
Break her off
Break that ass off like a kickhat
I just throw the money, she could run it back
f*ck around a ton, that b*tch a hundred stacks
We’ll don’t do no talkin’, where your money at?

Break her off, I get that money, I break her off
Brooker so hard, I break her off
Runnin’ for me, I’mma set it off
I just pull up in my Jeep
I pull in the Masi
All of these stacks on my body
Lookin’ for me, a lil’ hardy
Suck me like Dolliez (Dexter)
Break her hand, break her so hard, that break a friend, what
I’ll break the man
Lookin’ so good man, I think they twins, oh what
That’s the end of the story, huh
f*ck a lil’ b*tch, she want moré, what
This b*tch she want money
Put my liqour with her tummy (Dexter).

b*tch put your hands on your knees
Like you done run out of breath
Climb down that pole
Lil’ mama don’t need no help
She f*ckin’ with me ‘cuz she know that I’m breaking her off
(I’m breaking her off)
Broke nigga throwin’ no cash, you runnin’ your mouth.

Break her off
Break her off
Break her off
Break that ass off like a kickhat
I just throw the money, she could run it back
f*ck around a ton, that b*tch a hundred stacks
We’ll don’t do no talkin’, where your money at?
Break her offff
Break her offfff
Break that ass off like a kickhat
I just throw the money, she could run it back
f*ck around a ton, that b*tch a hundred stacks
We’ll don’t do no talkin’, where your money attt?
Famous Dex lyrics
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So mad – Famous Dex feat. Rich the Kid lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – So mad

Dexter, Dexter
Dexter, Dexter, Dexter
.. me that bro, I mean
No, f*ck it
Come here lil b*tch sis
Wait, lil boy why you so mad?
Lil boy, why do you hate?
I get that money, I’m straight
I been kinda good too
Like I don’t care about a hater
You can say whatever you wanna say
Ah-Dexter!

Ooooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag.

Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cked your lil b*tch, I just bought her a bag
I ain’t even gotta brag
You can just tell by my bag
30 on me, yeah I’m glad
Run up on him, swear to god you a fag
I don’t even need a mask, I just run right to the cash
Fat b*tch, she suck me right when that jet land
I’m feeling good, I’m like Batman
And you now I got my gang man
You run up on me you a dead man
Ooh, why you so mad?
Lil boy, why you still hate?
I get that money I’m straight
f*ck your lil b*tch in her face
Wait, I bust in her face
Ooh ooh, why you so maaad?
Boy why you so maaad?
Ooh ooh, why you so maaad?
f*ck your lil b*tch, I bought her a bag.

Ooh, why you so maaad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag.

Why you mad?
Bad b*tch, f*ck and bought her a bag
Young nigga had to get to the cash
Rich Forever, put that shit on the dash
I f*cked that b*tch in a new coupe
I might just make her my new boo
Wrestle her, flex her
I put that ho in a stretcher
Money on the table, got money on the floor
Sippin’ lean, pour a four in the jones
She suck me up, make her Uber home
Why you so mad I flex on these hoes?
Money machine, f*ck around, broke
Me and Jay Critch run up an O
Dexter, Rich Forever, whippin’ a bowl
White b*tch throw the dope in her nose
I had a b*tch named Sandy
Rollie gold like a Grammy
Might blind your b*tch, that’s a diamond wrist
Pull up in a Rari, no Camry.

Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a baggg.
Famous Dex lyrics
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