AC - THE DUDE lyrics

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AC - THE DUDE lyrics

Ballin like doc j in his hay day Money talks b**h so listen to what my pay say Hotties be a hobby call me a busy body Bumpin gambino bossin like john gotti Live life like grand theft auto thats my motto On some rocket power sh** rippin like otto On point off top and witty with my writtens Fresh kicks i flow sick my djs from Britain Yea we f**in white like the feathers on a chicken Finger lickin good what we cookin in the kitchen Playin super mario f** an a atari yo Ari gold entourage got ya ho sorry bro You the sh**ty skylane im 5 star You barkely off a tee I'm 5 under par Local rappers lackin all these dudes slackin Clean up ya act yo heres a f**in napkin Wit ur sister on the rug playin twister Yea u know im comin with the tight tounge twisters Go to jeepas ride the broken roller coasta At fos house put the goya in the toaster Clean up hitter pick of the whole litter Bad babe sitter countin stacks on the shifter Ain't no picnic tip top no trick tip In the whip flickin bic's i can't drive stick Daddy on deck 5 tool triple threat Been in the woods smoking green like shrek Take a seat little muggle f** bein suttle When i rhyme theres no rebu*tle yo ur b**h just wanna cuddle Uh oh oreo sick like polio Yea i been rappin don't got a Rollie do All about my bread lookin fresh for a fed Cheese head weed head haters bout to bleed dead Caffine no codine not a coke fiend Faded like my jeans blazin up since a young teen So drunk im droolin white russian like the dude This b**h is with her x and its got me in a bad mo Grab a titty and french kiss ya b**h kitty Down to the nitty gritty runnin rap p diddy

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