Crystal Waters {Ft Ybk Vexxer}

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DIMFLOW x SirSnapzz

Prod. Only
Lyrics:
Anyways 
Goodnight BDD
Yeah yeah up in the mix right now
Up in the mix again
Stupid bitch wanna suck my dick right now
I pass her to my friend

Yeah yeah up in the mix right now
Up in the mix again
Stupid bitch wanna suck my dick right now
I pass her to my friend
Yeah oh

Passing it back
Thats not my name quarterback 
My name BDD, Mr. Keep a stick never lack
Always keep a gat
Pull up Hellcat
Off the drugs can’t see man I pray I don’t crash

Its like I’m always off the drugs now fuck it oh well
Pack touchdown catch it one handed like Odell
Front porch counting up, motion at the doorbell
Like the old folks say I leave him dead just like a doornail

Its like I’m always off the drugs now fuck it oh well
Pack touchdown catch it one handed like Odell
Front porch counting up, motion at the doorbell
Like the old folks say I leave him dead just like a doornail

Like the old folks I need some pills
Mind ain’t right, but I’m right up in the Hills
Took some time to myself said fuck cheap thrills
Man I can’t put down the cup
Don’t wanna spill
Even though we don’t talk about who said it
Man I’ll still pay them bills

Not My Name QB

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (throwaway)

PAID *KURO*

Lyrics : Yes, I tote that holy fye. Holy rod , Holy rod Holy rod. Yes, I took that holey fye. We gon' box him out. Just like basketball. Why he playin' foul? Why you hatin' on me? I'm God's child. Eat the word up Like I'm down south,You on demon time, you a problem child. Everything ain't by the dollar sign.I tote the nine, it is my rod. Devil a boy, he gon' get shot. Jeze a thot, gon' get you a woman of God. Holy drippin', I'm bow-tied demons all up in my comments I got God all on my conscious pick up the cross holy club, but this ain’t golf Devil cap that boy he soft. Holy water sippin', this ain't Voss. Devil kept that boy Ha ha ha ha ha. Devil cap that boy Rick Ross's his tummy big. You know I'm out the way. I be where the money is. You know I smoke a demon, just like a pack of cigs. That boy sold his soul, he ran on rapper wigs. You already know what it is, I'm with Jesus, we go for the win, yeah. You know we getting it in, you know that we did it and did it and did it again. You know we running from sin, now we look like gingerbread men. You know we step on a demon, on his head like a headband. 
Chorus.

Not My Name QB

ONLYBDD