Correction Lyrics THE ASSIGNMENT by Damedot

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(Ooh, Rell)
Dummy-head
Yeah, it's like that right now
Courtesy of the mob
Shut the f**k up
This the dojo show, b*t*h, the mafia way
We got fishscale in, not the tilapia way
That's manmade, dummy-head, this Alaskan salmon

My lil' b*t*h understood the a**ignment
Walked in the bar and I changed the climate
Got some rich n***as and some shooters behind me
In the back of the bar, b*t*h, that's where you can find me
My lil' b*t*h eyes slanted, she look like Eggroll's sister
I don't want no hibachi, brought an eggroll with me
You play on my top, leave your hеad gone, silly
What I spent on my wrist, b*t*h, I could've bought a Bеntley

I just caught a foreign b*t*h with a head full of Remy
Dodgin' speed bumps, doin' donuts down by Denny's
That n***a pulled some ho sh*t if you don't never see him with me
And he used to be
You lames livin' in the past, y'all used-to-bes
I'll teach your b*t*h 'bout the birds and the bees
Fill her Fendi up with fent' and send her straight to West V
Thousand-eights did us great, Keke love me
We'll spin on the whole party like a three-sixty booth
If I took you to Chiraq, they'll call you a goofy
If I took you to Philly, they'll knock off your kufi
Beans got a fifty, I heard them brickys in town
We pits, y'all Frenchies, y'all get killed in our pound
Adderall had me wired, Perc' calm me down
HomeWAV audio for them federal calls
Ayy, you was blowin' up her phone, she was suckin' my balls
You be textin' paragraphs, I be blockin' her calls
I'm goin' to jail if the feds was a fly on the wall
You a motherf**kin' snitch if you tell what you saw
All these carats in my chain cost a thirty-ball
Different seatbelt in my 'Cat, this a serpentine
I ain't tryna sip with no n***a 'less it's purple lean
I been gettin' money 'round this b*t*h since I was seventeen
She gon' wanna f**k everybody when she pop this bean
I'll go to sleep on any b*t*h when I pour this lean

I'm the jigga man, b*t*h, I've never been to Marcy
Roll a one-man show and a one-man army
I'm the energy n***a, but I ain't from Flint
Roll a highway head legend, that's Life Behind Tint
I'll point it in your face, Roll really Shawn Kemp
I got the white b*t*h WAP, we keep them Kreayshawns
We keep Earl Boykins straps and them Tayshauns
My Sinaloa killer safe word adiós
JoJo change the color quick, Crayola with the hoes
I flip the script on a b*t*h if she can't flip a script
You don't make a hundred K, b*t*h, you best start strippin'
I steal b*t*hes out my likes and alley-oop 'em to members
I pull b*t*hes at my shows and casually pimp 'em
If you can fan f**k, b*t*h, you can f**k for some money
Make sure these dates rate five stars online
I feed my Shih Tzu capers, my b*t*h pound twenty-nine
I bust a four-four-eight and a sixteen-twenty-eight
And smoke this sh*t up 'fore I make one plate
I caught a Delta flight to go f**k an AKA
I been waitin' to demonstrate, b*t*h, make my day

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