Correction Lyrics 76 Miles by Daz Dillinger

Back

Lyrics

On the phone talking numbers with J Manny
Sipping on E&J, so it's Rest in Peace to my Granny
Rican chick in that two piece, I got my hands on her fanny
Keep eyes on these little n***as, I play the role of a nanny
Pulled me a Spanish chica, I thinka imma call her Dora
Think I met her in Florida, she give me no neck like Florida
But we still had Good Times, girl i'm a lifestyle catcher
Just call me Detroit L-O, or call me the pu**y stretcher
When I send hoes the pic, they always say goofy sh*t
Likе, "boy that pic ain't you" or "I don't think it's gon fit"
I'm at the crib, champagne and flicks, n***a while it's thundеring
I don't approach b*t*hes, I like to keep them wondering
N***as hate so much, I think ya'll need something to do
And i'm balling out the a**, but yo boy ain't number two
I stick paper together like I play with elmers glue
LiveRAW Die RAW GBT, we the crew
Ya'll n***as need a bae, I need bands today
They might be making millions but these n***as really gay
Good head, give her props, cuz that's a shiny a** stick
Look like a kitchen floor when you run a swiffer cross that b*t*h
20 years old with a Cadi in my name
Lil n***a I was stacking, I suggest you do the same
Always talking bout what they need all day
Never cuff a b*t*h who always smell like weed all day
In my city, you can't trust a eastside female
So if you f**k with one, don't buy the sh*t that she sell
F**k relationship goals, I'm out here tryna touch pros
You caked up with the same hoe that wanted us to run Sto's
N***as in the streets out here doing the most boy
Even if the money hot, I'm breaking bread like toast boy
Left the club with his chick, he mad I took her
And now he thinking it's a joke, he tryna find Ashton Kutcher
Grab her anytime, suckers gon have to book her
Playing on my green, now i'm on the T like Booker
If a b*t*h get too stuck up, man I might have to cook her
And now she playing with my meat, so I call her a butcher

76 Miles, my bros going wild
Pop Bottega with bimbos is my style
Speed up....... now speed up [repeat]

You ride with one chick, L-O like to chill with 3
Two giving stupid head, other rolling up the tree
Told her I don't even smoke, she said "n***a this for me
And when I'm done with the blunt, I want you to give me the D"
Throw a cape on that hoe, cuz that girl a super freak
I had to give her the pipe, just so I can fix the leak
Flat screen, watching Martin, spilling Moet on the couch
On my way to some coochie, money call, I switch the route
Cuz pu**y ain't a necessity or found in US Treasury
Baby I'm the ruler, so it ain't no need to measure me
Counting up a couple thousand dollars feels heavenly
Call a n***a #1 girlfriend to pleasure me
N***a imma flex her, call me Mr. Homewrecker
Do her wrong and then I next her, then I skate like Ryan Sheckler
Tryna compete with us, man you already took a loss
Hit her with the stick, then I pa** her, I should play Lacross
B*t*h I got the cream, I'm the Dairy Queen king
Making mad money, so you know my pockets mean green
Step up in that b*t*h Nautica'd down, i'm a trend setter
N***as call me L-O the crater, how I cut cheddar
I ain't talking Gucci when a n***a got some G's on me
Hoes treat me like nachos, they want me when I got cheese on me
Pa** me the rag, n***as bout to get wiped out
F**k sweeping n***as, bro we bout to pull the mops out
One of my goals, to leave my hoes with the crushed face
Now these b*t*hes tripping with no shoe lace
Thinking sh*t sweet, better get the f**k out my face
Want an automatic friend, b*t*h go make a Myspace b*t*h
You can't even suck yo way back on my team
She a double back queen, looking for a royal king
I swear these hoes silly like a Kevin Hart stand up
N***as wanna argue over Twitter, n***a man up
Lil n***as talk like they a grown man, little boy
Getting they a** whooped by they mama's man, baby boy
Never show the real good life to a simple hoe
So I smashed her on some sheets that I got from the dollar store
Yea you looking crispy with yo little Louis fit
I throw on American Eagle and I still pull yo b*t*h
That chick can't keep it real, n***a I don't even like her
That's why when I hit, I change my b*t*hes like a sh*tty diaper

music video

Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.