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Douglas Bolanos

Woah there he go
Seen him for a minute I ain't even know
Kept it slow
Kept it fast like Fuckin flash
I hit the dash
I do my dance and Milly rock
I really pop
I cannot stop
Where my shots
I'm at the top
I hang wit stars
Got hella cars

I see the roof
Got hella stars
She poppin bars
We poppin bars
She feel the pain
She feel the fame
She feel the chains
Got hella weight
Get paper paid
We paper chase
We paper make
We paper print
Got hella ink
I fuck wit tints

Runnin off wit the sauce and I go

I been Fuckin wit my halo
I got bout ten bad bitches on my cellphone
I got bout 3 bad woman in my circle
I been laughin wit my demons wit Steve Erkle
Man I'm hittin all the shots leavin frekles
Man I do my dance im leadin the dissmissle
Yea I see my plans I'm speedin like a missle
Lil baby momma come here I'm finna dress you
She gettin to sneezin round my chains I ain't sayin bless you

Clean my chains wit fine tissues
I ain't got no issues
Lil shordy why you tweakin you know ion miss you
Better get yo fine ass up and grab yo self a tissue
Before I call yo fine ass up and ask you why he hit you
Man I'm Out here swingin blessins shordy finna bless you
She get to sneezin round my chains and now I'm sayin bless you
They see my name they see my mob they see there ain't no stressin

Bitch I'm really testin
Yea I'm Johnny testin
Shordy who you textin
Better not be Franklin
Better not be Harley
Cuz they don't know me hardly
Poppin wheelies inna Harley
It's really hard to stop me
It's really hard to stop you
Like you be counting blue too
Like you be counting cheese too
I'm smilin sayin cheese to you
Yo eyes really fine to me
Vibe is a harmony
Da vibe is in harmony
Seapons lethal weapons katanas and a tommy
It's really hard find me
It's really hard to be me
kick back and I smoke weed wit DB ye she into me
She hella fine
What they say before
Fuck a Penney she a dime
Livin in the lime light
Like my rap cuz I rhyme right
Pull up wit my snap back
Big meetings wit the Back packs
Young buck boutta speak up
Somebody get the speaker

I hit the dash
I do my dance and Milly rock
I really pop
I cannot stop
Where my shots
I'm at the top
I hang wit stars
Got hella cars
I see the roof
Got hella stars
She poppin bars
We poppin bars
She feel the pain
She feel the fame
She feel the chains
Got hella weight
Get paper paid
We paper chase
We paper make
We paper print
Got hella ink
I fuck wit tints

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