Dukedagod

Dukedagod - Y'all Can't Live His Life lyrics

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Verse 1

Cam'ron:

Killa

Lemme write a note, my cats the type to tote (tote)

They love me but my connect, ha, he'll slice ya throat (I swear)

He'll tie a rope, throw you off his nicest boat

Made him 30 mill when 30 a gram was the price of coke

Think my life a joke (joke) I been indicted folks

Do I like it, nope, I'm under a microscope

A paid lawyer and word to mother, it's nice to know

I been told I got a psychic slash sniper flow (That's dangerous)

I'm the shit, shit I should rock a diaper yo

No homo though, a few things I'd like to know (What)

Like who the best, who the worst, who the greatest is

Who needs some work in the hood, what's the latest and

We rock foreign cars, spaceships, modern tanks

Trailer load,, lotta thanks, Shabba Ranks

Ed Moffa gang, don't forget the Kuffa Gang

Who got the bluest chain, two Coupes movin' lanes

It's the Set baby, disrespect (disrespect)

We pull Tecs, live in the flesh baby

Beefing you want it, get deep and I done it

I'ma smack you wit' a C-note since you keepin' 100 (Haha)

Blood Debiase, skully, Beef & Brocolli's

Only monero you know that could compete with papi

That's Jaffe, yeah Jaffe Joe

Y'all Sloppy Joe, 10-4, copy ho



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Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life

Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life

Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life

Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life

(Repeat)



Verse 2:

I'm in the Zoo every night B

Come through in a white tee, icy

But watch wifey, ooh, I think she like me

I own liquor, fast money can't come finer

Me and Jim sold more Sizzurp than Aunt Jemima

Get what we want, Albuquerque to V-Mont

Chi-town, Ohio, back to East Tremont

Diddy-bop in Franks, cop a army jacket

Back to the crib, get my army ratchet (Ready for war)

Mac, milly clips, black act silly dick

Hat clapped, cat face lookin' like a Philly split

Control the baddest bitties, Strokers to Magic City

I'll stroke her, poke her, provoke her, grab her titties

Get crucially crucial, hit the Poole Palace

112, Visions, see my dude Alex

D-I-P, V.I.P., where we post up

Girls Gone Wild, shit, put them ropes up

Don't act boo, believe me I'll smack you

Now nice girls come on and let the trap through

My ice varies, canaries in the raw

I got niggaz shook, I'm Scary Movie 4

And, I be, I be, I be on that Kryptonite

Mami mami her lips are white

Ooh, she suckin' dick tonight

Now hit the crew off Drama, DukeDaGod

She want the head like Dahmer, mama stupid hard



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