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Spit These Bars (Album Version (Explicit))
Drag-On, Swizz Beatz
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Double R
Right now
We ain't playin' with y'all
We ain't playin' with y'all
We'll see you later
Stop playin', Drag
Ayo, I spit these bars to make ya head shake
Fuck bitches 'til the bed break
Let's see how much lead you can take
Never let a nigga pay for what I give away
We can all share, clips on my waist, it's all spare
So run, dammit, run when I bust my gun
I miss none, put y'all in critical condition
I'm the talk of the town when it come to fuckin' bitches
Or layin' niggas down, Drag bust the most rounds
While y'all niggas dibble and dabble, shit I pull up with
It'll feel like it grabs you, we ain't fuckin', I had you
Shit, I don't brag, but be glad to, if I had to
Soon as she in the bathroom, all in her ass, then
Got a six-shot shooter that'll pop through ya
Glock, Ruger, MKs, I call my block movers
State troopers on my ass, shit, let me see them catch
160 On the dash, come on, my Z look pretty when it's fast
I bet fifty I'ma reach the city before I'm grabbed
And if y'all wanna catch fire, better step on the gas
Opposite of H2O, wanna be a hero?
When the fire's on, y'all won't even save your moms
Even if she was screamin' at the top of her lungs
Niggas either burn to the bone or leave that broad alone
In case of a fire, never take the elevator
Walk through life, hold your breath and take the steps, uh
Do my ladies run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my ballers run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my mamis run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my niggas run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Ayo, I only fuck bitches that's flexible
Ankle-touch-neck sex, incredible
When Drag 'bout to spark cats, ain't no bargain with that
When my gun spit, it say, "Where the target at?"
'Cause I'm fire, so I speaks with heat, so let me walk that walk
'Cause like a teacher, I'ma talk with chalk
That'll outline y'all like a fresh pair of Nikes
Stay with those, even if I'm bare-toe, you see the stripe
Leave bloodstains on sponges, cum stains on comforters
Leave rooms foggy to where y'all can't find me
Keep a bad mami, twistin' up the green
Scent like tangerine, face out of a magazine
Like ebony, on the block, I pump the ivory
Never paid for show, I only fuck with those that never ate before
That means no car, no food, and just skipped bail
The only thing on they plate was scum on a fishscale
The blow you only know about is the air outside
I have nightmares, before I sleep, I pray y'all fry
For a pie, I lay out guys
'Cause what I keeps layin' on my dresser
Keeps layin' niggas on top of stretchers
Lightweight, but I give all pressure in all measures
Never chase treasure, flame niggas for pleasure
Wear your vest, bullets go through Tefs
Got better, Double R, two letters, nigga
Do my ladies run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my ballers run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my mamis run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my niggas run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my ladies run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my ballers run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my mamis run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
Do my niggas run this? Uh-uh
Yes, they do run this, mothafโ uh-uh
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