(Alias Donmillion Talking) Yeah! This for all my dirty motherfuckin T-Dot niggas that love that dirty south crunk shit man Let these niggaz know we fuckin with everything man
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[Verse 1] They call me Scrap but when I rap Donmillion Don't get it wrong I sing straped but I love that Jon And I got a crunk song but its not from Lil' Jon this is (Dramatic Trax) Got this from my nigga in Vaughan I don't need them keys, I'm crunk And I'm ridin 'round like I'm slangin drunk So anything that you want Nigga fuck around imma bang and dump When you in my habitat them tings like a rat-a-tat It's yours it don't matter black When I'm done wit it nigga you can have it back Wait until this song finish we gonna get it on in dis You've been rappin for that paper (shit) you in the wrong business Nope..this is not a dis yup.. I know we started dis But you ain't as hot as this.... (straight) You know who da hottest is. All my ladies grab yea tits Let that nigga know your not a bitch All my niggas grab your dicks Bounce up and down like you gotta piss All my niggas be head huntin All my niggas be lead dumpin Reason why you dead, frontin All because you said sumtin
[Chorus] We from the dot but it's dirty, lights out You see the rocks and jewellery be iced out You on my block and you ain't worthy ya lights out It's T-Dot bitch you don't know what sheist bout (shit) (T-Dot)
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[Verse 2] They say I'm to cocky yeah I'm the same Schott (you know) Your flows like hockey, have you seen your games stop (get it) You can call my papi the way that cane chop (got it) Like sports in jail yeah I got the game locked Y'all niggas know I slang rocks, yall niggas know I bang glocks And y'all ain't got no arms just like tank-tops D's no ready name?? 'Cause you squeeze and bang that flame And like christmas nigga I'm the one that bought that trees and the candy cane And I got the gifted gab and I got that fif to grab And I got that kid to stab cuz I push my whips wit mags I be stackin a lot of dough, lot of crack and a lot of blow I be smackin a lot of hoes what you lack is a hotter flow This for my t-dot niggas who know that tuck dat fo' in the waist This for my t-dot niggas who know that fucked that hoe in the face I don't really wanna bust that K You don't really wanna duck that straight I don't really wanna fuck with jay But what more can I fuckin say
[Chorus 2X] We from the dot but it's dirty, lights out You see the rocks and jewellery be iced out You on my block and you ain't worthy ya lights out It's T-Dot bitch you don't know what sheist bout (T-Dot)
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