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D-to-the-motherfucking-WHY let’s go



yeaaaaaaaaaa…..

Cursing like a sailor, fresh up out the tailor/

my current girlfriend look like a young Elizabeth Taylor/

Bob Marley and The Wailers, what I’m playin’, where the neighbors?/

Let’s have a fiesta tomorrow, I’ll bring the party favors/

I’m a goin…let me go in…where you goin?/

wherever she goin’ I’m going…let’s go/



“Damn, she looks so elegant I’m trying to ballroom dance to some Waka Flocka with her.”



right now I’m all about business, ain’t worried bout no bitches/

and I’m just tryna get it, so I ain’t got time to listen/

worth the wait, get on your fitness, y’all pretending, so pretentious/

with a temptress, speaking french. Oh, did they fail to mention/



They wondering bout my whereabouts/ money, making a fair amount/

Doing shit that I care about/ wearing shit that I can’t pronounce/

Hollywood like I’m Paramount/ Get escorted in and carried out/

If you need me I’ll be at Sarah’s house, unfastening Sarah’s blouse/



she said I like it slow…I like it slow too/

told her friend bout D-WHY, she said, “Sarah, that’s old news”/

been bumpin’ him, he’s so handsome, and his flow is cold too/

tried to played you his shit a long time ago, I told you/



Gave these girls so many lame compliments, they just ate it up/

Gonna be wild when I get money, I aint never gave a fuck/

turn front row at Fashion Week into a fucking strip club/

Make it rain on the runway models just to see if they pick it up/


“yea, dang she pretty. Turn her fuckin’ bedroom into Magic City. Someone tell Karl Lagerfeld, we bringing him to King of Diamonds with us this weekend. We in Miami, let’s fucking go.”


D to-the F-Y, yes I’m the best I, dress to impress, not stressin’ the rest/

Why stress when you’re blessed and fresh to the death?/

if you’re ready to ride, must be ready to wreck/

‘cuz I’m coming through with my people/ so nice, but oh so evil/

so chill but oh-so lethal, this shit is so illegal/



Regal, cerebral, I’m Steven Segal, you Schmiegel/

Fred Segal and eisels, I’m painting, I’m Picasso with steelo/

Pitt, Deniro, ‘Cino, and Smith/ I’m rockin’ like Aerosmith/

talk and I don’t care a bit/ tryna ‘B-More’ like Maryland/



and she juat look just like Marilyn, getting money like Merryl Lynch/

ride it like the Carowinds, and she so arrogant, damn I love it/

kissing and hugging, flirting and loving, and something something/

I like to do all that, just not in public/ I’m coming, let’s go/



…did someone say murder?/

at the racetracks got my foot up in the stirrups/

put that money on myself, gettin’ cake, need some syrup/

videos, if we gone shoot ‘em, we gone shoot ‘em over in Europe/



hold up…mannnn…I’m so fed up with bullshit/

they in the bullpen, I’m on the pulpit, and I got a full clip and I’m bout to pull it/

and they like drama, I dont like drama/ I like girls that look like Madonna/

wear designer, Gucci, Prada/ if you see her, thank your Momma/



I’m sorry your Honor, I promised you that I wouldn’t stress ‘em too/

but now I got to love ‘em, and feed ‘em, and dress ‘em too/

ask me if I wanna sleep over, I’m saying, “yes I do”/

all my homies rep Westside, so I guess I’m repping Westside too/



Edistew, what it do, Baby Boo, baby blue/

Miss Scarlett and Miss Peacock in the bedroom…uh, get a Clue/

call me Col. Mustard, you should Ketchup you’re a buster/

so I guess with that said, we should call this place Dave & Busters/



uhhhh..shit….and they just ate it up/

Gonna be wild when I get money, I ain’t never gave a fuck/

Turn front row at fashion into a fucking strip club/

Make it rain on them runway models just to see if they pick it up/ 

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