
DNA Robb Bank$ (Ft. Scooby Santana)
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[Hook: Robb Bank$]
Bad bitch suck me in the Bay, everyday
All my zoes screamin "sak pase", everyday
Ain't no bitch in my DNA, not no way
Cash Money nigga, baby Wayne, everday
Ain't no bitch in my DNA, DNA
Ain't no pussy in my DNA, DNA
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Sean Carter nigga, straight out the trunk
Dennis Rodman, all these bitches I drunk
You a pussy nigga, what do you want?
South Seas nigga shoot out the gunk
Magnolia niggas fuck wit me tough
New York niggas callin me "son"
Broward County nigga know I'm the good
Slide to yo city, shoot up the club
You know I move like Team Rocket
Pussy boy can't stop me
Bang Bros bus finna pull up, and you know they all poppin
2013 I was wildin
Beat the shit out of stylists
Big dog, play-maker
Dickin down a taste-maker
I pull up on stunna
We hop in the Gatti and you know we ?, swerve
Im dressed like its summer
But Im countin racks, rockin ice for the winter
Bitch its 2 phone Obama
I fuck on yo sister, yo momma, I picked her
I just DMed ?
I told her just pull up and come take a picture
Bad bitch suck me in the Bay, everyday
All my zoes screamin "sak pase", everyday
Ain't no bitch in my DNA, not no way
Cash Money nigga, baby Wayne, everday
Ain't no bitch in my DNA, DNA
Ain't no pussy in my DNA, DNA
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Sean Carter nigga, straight out the trunk
Dennis Rodman, all these bitches I drunk
You a pussy nigga, what do you want?
South Seas nigga shoot out the gunk
Magnolia niggas fuck wit me tough
New York niggas callin me "son"
Broward County nigga know I'm the good
Slide to yo city, shoot up the club
You know I move like Team Rocket
Pussy boy can't stop me
Bang Bros bus finna pull up, and you know they all poppin
2013 I was wildin
Beat the shit out of stylists
Big dog, play-maker
Dickin down a taste-maker
I pull up on stunna
We hop in the Gatti and you know we ?, swerve
Im dressed like its summer
But Im countin racks, rockin ice for the winter
Bitch its 2 phone Obama
I fuck on yo sister, yo momma, I picked her
I just DMed ?
I told her just pull up and come take a picture
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