BloodMary 3 - Dumaxgone! x Flackowlrd

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do not disturb - Flackowrld x DumaxGone!

Fuck Me

I don't wanna let go ft. Flacko

Suicide flow

(Lyrics)
And girl I heard you were from France
Type in your phone, let's go make a plan
I like the way that you talk when you speak
And honest with you, I want more than a dance

I want more than just friends
I know that you hear me
And I know that you feel me

I know you want this for life
Don't tell me twice, I'm driving by

I know that you feel me
You lie to your friends but I know that you want me
So just hop in the Bently, Pull up
I'm tryna get your ass really back on me

My boy's been geeking off roxies
I've just been winning and I know they can't stop me
Pushin this shit like a Trackhawk

My hooyo just called I told her "don't worry"
It is what it is, but it's nice
Comment ça va just say if it's right
Are you feeling me?

I'm tryna go and show all of your family
I love you
So that your mom forgets that I dubbed you
Honest with you and I just didn't mean to

And girl I heard you were from France
Type in your phone, let's go make a plan
I like the way that you talk when you speak
And honest with you, I want more than a dance

I want more than just friends
I know that you hear me
And I know that you feel me

I know you want this for life
Don't tell me twice, I'm driving by

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prod by me

(Lyrics)

Woah
Yea, yea (Yea, yea)
Yea, yea (Yea, yea)
Yea, yea (Yea, yea)
Yea (Yea, yea)
Fuck, yea, uh
Pour a four (Uh, uh)
And, I know these niggas so fake, yea
And these niggas know I don't play, yea
I want my bitch in Bombay, yea
I met that bitch off cocaine
These niggas got a lot to say
Make bank and I'm stayin' out the way, yea
I know these niggas hate Duma
Niggas hate me, I'm Fantano, yea

Ammo, my nigga got lotta ammo, yea, yea
Fantano, these niggas hate me like Fantano, yea, yea
My MO, that shit stick wit' me like a camo, yea, yea
I don't know these niggas, they slimey like snake, though, yea

Uh, uh, uhh
Fuck what they sayin' (Fuck what they sayin)
If they talk, we gon' smoke 'em like Hades
Walkin' up to their mom, we like"Hade"
They been told me she fuck with my Feng shui
Ima wake and bake, this shit a new day
Call up bro, he want match, I'm like"Hell yea"
And this hoe annoying, ringing bells, yea

Uh, uh, uh, yea, yea
Shoot at the temple
Nigga won't shoot shit, like, we been known
I've been puttin' niggas on, bitch, I been up
Pull the tracks off her hair, got her hair done
Had a Choppa at 14, my own one
Hit that boy in the leg, now he too stunned
Couldn't take two steps, nigga can't run

Niggas goin' to hell, better have fun
Heard he died, cause that boy wanted to tap sum
Come around and we get him for ransom
Spin around, spin around, spin around, yea
Out the way, but I'm up and about, yea
He want be friends wit' Duma, no"Kumbaya"
Know the nigga want problems wit' me
Sayin' he better than me, don't nobody know who you are

Ammo, my nigga got lotta ammo, yea, yea
Fantano, these niggas hate me like Fantano, yea, yea
My MO, that shit stick wit' me like a camo, yea, yea
I don't know these niggas, they slimey like snake, though, yea

Uh, uh, uhh
Fuck what they sayin' (Fuck what they sayin)
If they talk, we gon' smoke 'em like Hades
Walkin' up to their mom, we like"Hade"
They been told me she fuck with my Feng shui
Ima wake and bake, this shit a new day
Call up bro, he want match, I'm like"Hell yea"
And this hoe annoying, ringing bells, yea (Yea, yea)

hate me

Napalm (prod. longboystyle x aye.shark)

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