Famous Dex - All Star Songtexte

What
Glohan, you need to grow up
Fucking hell, man
Roll some weed out there, you dig?
Mike D, you can't do this to 'em
Ha


Yeah, ooh, hah (Oh man God damn)
Niggas they fake, they fu
Yeah, ooh, hah
Niggas they fake, they fu
What, ooh, huh
You know what I'm saying
(Dexter, woah, oh man god damn, woah)


Niggas they fake, they fu
I might just fuck on your boo
Look at my pockets they blue
I used to trap out the school
Now I be getting that money
Lil bitch all on me, your baby, my honey
(Hold on a little bit)


Yeah, huh, get back, lil bitch
Diamonds on my wrist, that's a fact, lil bitch
Diamonds on my neck cost racks, lil bitch
Hop in the back of the back, lil bitch
Ooh, huh, foreign car
Huh, bad bitch, she a pornstar
She wanna geek off a yellow bar
I feed her a yellow bar
What, huh, yeah, she a slut
Huh, bankroll slap her on the butt
Huh, keep me a 30 by my gut
These niggas hating for what, huh
Hold on, huh, yeah
These niggas hating for what, huh
Keep me a 30 by my gut
Run up on me, swear to God, shootin' stuff


Know what I'm saying
Right now
Huh, Dexter


Ooh, huh, run up on me, I'ma shoot though
Run up on me, I'ma shoot though
Run up on me, I'ma shoot though
Catch your lil bitch, man I swear she a cute hoe, what, yeah


Yeah, uh Dexter
Hmm, no, I like how this beat go, you dig?
Hah, fake hoe, huh, what, yeah, Dexter
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