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Welcome to my city, home of fake niggas and fake titties
The murder rate in my city got them crackers lookin' silly
But really you don't hear me 'cause you infatuated with the beach
'Til a nigga pull up say give it up with gold teeth
Thinkin' that it's sweet, get your ass signed like an athlete
D.O.A., white sheet with no heartbeat
Come to my city, see it's Dade, fuck South Beach
Southern fried cookin' where them hoes got that mouthpiece
Drama consume straight through the womb
'Cause we crabs in the bucket tryna reach the fuckin' moon
But still we assume y'all ain't in tune
We trendsetters but you tryna play us for the fool
But I'm like fuck it, see I rep that Dade County, bitch
Comin' out your mouth on that motherfuckin' sucka shit
And get your ass flipped, boy, I'm Savage Life all day
Niggas don't wanna tussle but nigga we in the jungle
I live by different rules, we get it straight off the muscle
That 60-30 don't play, it's written all on my face
My lethal weapon like Murtaugh, baby come get this Mopar
I'm fully never a semi, my hemi just make her shimmy
And shake, her pelvis I'm tryna break
But nasty don't do no dates, I just thrust all in my way
Slidin' you baby, no brakes
I'm smooth as Tennessee honey, Yotta don't need him no money
Baby keep rubbin' my tummy while I'm countin' all of this money
Y'all saw I ain't raised no dummy, I'm sick of sippin' on Remy
That loud keep goin' all in me, suppressin' whatever's in me
These Dade streets so cold, my heater stay exposed
You pussy niggas just know, comparin' me ain't no hope
You better pray to the pope, 'cause I'm hittin' nothin' but throat
I'm 80's baby, let's hope, don't get your neck on a rope
For playin' all on the four, tell Harold print it in quotes



Авторы: Dana L. Meyers, Nidra Elizabeth Beard, Charmaine Sylvers Copyright: H&r Lastrada Music, Kmr Holdings L.p., Sony/atv Portrait Solar, Notting Hill Music (uk) Ltd.



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