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Correct Don Dadda Lyrics
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[Intro] Yeah, [?] [?] love for da self (Yeah) Catour, fuck it up [Chorus] Don dadda, top shotta, big papa I wanna, I gotta, clothes dropper Opp stopa, gun grabber (Pew), gotcha Cubana, get some of my horchata More fire, more kaya Call me sire, stick by ya, script writer, not an actor Tell ya momma, tell ya papa please catch fire Top dollar, enough respect, and enough power [Verse 1] Kicking for your life, like you lost a limb Yeah, I can do without the fake friends Yeah, my brother lost his mind it's what me is I got straight out my deathbed to live Girl you can't fuck with me, a nigga take time I'ma hit it once just to make up my mind Ah, ya mother [?] Exhibit my fits and I pimp out my rides (Yeah) You get smoke like a cigarette, pills in your silhouette I gave my ex my nuts said please refrigerate Too many clones round, just make a mini me We come and stick your tongue out and say replenish it [Chorus] Don dadda, top shotta, big papa I wanna, I gotta, clothes dropper Opp stopa, gun grabber (Pew), gotcha Cubana, get some of my horchata More fire, more kaya Call me sire, stick by ya, script writer, not an actor Tell ya momma, tell ya papa please catch fire Top dollar, enough respect, and enough power [Outro] She said that, uhm... Your difficulties get in the way of you doing certain things, so there stunting you, uhh... Socially. You're not kinda able to make new friends and get to meet new people
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