LMK Something Drakeo the Ruler & RONRONTHEPRODUCER
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[Intro]
That's a—, uh-uh, uh-uh
That's a—, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
(Ron-Ron, load it up, Ron-Ron load it up)
Ol' hatin'-ass nigga, you gon' get your ass flipped, nigga, for playin' around
You knew that, you know the truth (Ron-Ron, do that shit)
[Verse]
I just put a drum where it supposed to be
I'll never let a jealous niggas close to me
Watch how you talkin' when you approach me
Bust downs on my neck, no rosaries
He hatin', I'ma doin' how I'm supposed to do him
Headshots, then we comin' for your homie too
Turn his watermelon to a coconut
We just made a tough guy kiss the holy ghost
Drakeo you left randy donut,' donut holes
Double Ds on the chop, it's the Mardi Gras
I ain't finna beef with a party banger
But any nigga sneeze wrong, I'ma stomp em' all
'Til it's kick on the chop, it know Kung Fu
Nigga, you a bum, I'll buy you
Chops in the car, let me know somethin'
And for that tough guy act, you get the whole hundred
Chops in the car, let me know somethin'
And for that tough guy act, you get the whole hundred
Shots fired, I'm jumpin' out the Rolls-Royce
Stand over me and die from a songwriter
Slaughtered him, he thought I was a long-typer
He ain't never on his block, he's a Ghostbuster
Chops in the car, let me know somethin'
And for that tough guy act, you get the whole hundred
That's a—, uh-uh, uh-uh
That's a—, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
(Ron-Ron, load it up, Ron-Ron load it up)
Ol' hatin'-ass nigga, you gon' get your ass flipped, nigga, for playin' around
You knew that, you know the truth (Ron-Ron, do that shit)
[Verse]
I just put a drum where it supposed to be
I'll never let a jealous niggas close to me
Watch how you talkin' when you approach me
Bust downs on my neck, no rosaries
He hatin', I'ma doin' how I'm supposed to do him
Headshots, then we comin' for your homie too
Turn his watermelon to a coconut
We just made a tough guy kiss the holy ghost
Drakeo you left randy donut,' donut holes
Double Ds on the chop, it's the Mardi Gras
I ain't finna beef with a party banger
But any nigga sneeze wrong, I'ma stomp em' all
'Til it's kick on the chop, it know Kung Fu
Nigga, you a bum, I'll buy you
Chops in the car, let me know somethin'
And for that tough guy act, you get the whole hundred
Chops in the car, let me know somethin'
And for that tough guy act, you get the whole hundred
Shots fired, I'm jumpin' out the Rolls-Royce
Stand over me and die from a songwriter
Slaughtered him, he thought I was a long-typer
He ain't never on his block, he's a Ghostbuster
Chops in the car, let me know somethin'
And for that tough guy act, you get the whole hundred
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