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DING DONG DITCH
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Lil Darkie
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Ah-ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Astro on the beat! Yuh Aye b*t*h (b*t*h) pu**y! Uh What? Aye! I been head honcho since a jit, they know lil' Frosty, he legit Bentley swingers in this b*t*h, they play your song, we hit skip I’mma eat her, beat her back up, then I pop up with that metro I feel like Kobe ballin', so, it's okay for me to pop out I make that b*t*h ride my face, do the dance, like I’m in space Better not try nothin' stupid, got that cutter on my waist I dont even gotta touch him, toilet water gang 'gon shoot 'em Try to run up on lil' Frosty, pu**y boy 'gon catch a brusin', aye Ding dong ditchin' on the block in the dark Make the wrong move up in this b*t*h, then [?] go sparking Tearin’ up your neighborhood like we at a party I’mma dive up in your b*t*h pu**y like my name Jeff Hardy, aye Uh Like my name Jeff Hardy, aye Pull up on your b*t*h and get my jizz up on her Cartier (But why you talkin' reckless?) Hangin’ from your Cuban link, that sh*t might leave you neckless A-All these labels on my line, boy, you know you gon' respect it had to go dump the gun, we can have tons of fun I don't wanna need you n***as to front me, nah, I got the buns to come Bread! Like a f**kin' baker, put the shaker to your head I got the medicine, if you not funny, then I cannot let ’em in, put him in sediment I burned the f**k out my high school Letterman, I pop a vitamin, you pop a xanny, then hitting like 10 of 'em, uh I put that sh*t on my n***as, I know that I love 'em will never get better than Mama, no matter how many I got on my commas, I promise Draco got a big pop (Yeah), NATO rounds, and I make those pounds in the back of a flatbed truck I got no time for the b*t*h, I switch my flow, make a n***a d**k suck I run my plays in the sun that pay, he a fish, then he gonna flip flop Like sandals, stop with the candles, lit b*t*h, pray for a n***a big [?] b*t*h, pray for a n***a, run game for a n***a You lame [?], b*t*h, pray for a n***a, run game for a n***a You lame [?], b*t*h, pray for a n***a, run game for a n***a (Aye, Frosty, this sh*t lit) You lame [?], b*t*h, pray for a n***a, run game for a n***a, you lame-! (Uh, yeah!) Bl-Blickeys on my waist, so, when we pull up, get to duckin' M-Masked-up, strapped-up, b*t*h, we get to bussin' Toilet Water Gang and Spider Gang kidnap your cousin My Tesla made in Cali', but my new lil' b*t*h, she Russian Got ADHD can't post no way, [?] to the booth for his fade All black babes, so I'm feelin' like a blade, I'mma beat him back out hit a [?] Teachers paying short, told that b*t*h to entertain me I wish everybody f**k you, broke boy, you too lazy I been head honcho since a jit, they know lil' Frosty, he legit Bentley swingers in this b*t*h, they play your song, we hit skip I'mma eat her, beat her back up, then I pop up with that metro I feel like Kobe ballin', so, it's okay for me to pop out Uh!
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