Casey Veggies

Casey Veggies - Duckin and Dodgin lyrics

rate me

A young nigga getting paper

Tell me do it now, but

I swear I'll do it later

Ducking and dodging, tryna stay away

From fake shit. Niggas wanna hate it

But the bitches wanna date us

I live my life like bungee ropes and backflips

The I want it all like 20 hoes at Saks fifth

Yeah, Uncle Dave made the track hit

So I beat it just like I did my last chick

Rock the same sneakers, I don't remember

My last switch. Feel you on that same tip

Which means I'm never past tense

Yeah, shout-out to the Chi-Town

All I ever know is keep going and never

Drop out. Promoters be bogus homie

I need my cash now. Young Veggies and

The greens, that's for cash cows

And watch me milk it all out

Told myself, if I get a chance, I'm going

All out. The ? is open, I'm tryna ball now

I got golden, she knows, she tryna call now

She's throwing, she knows I ain't gonna stall out

We give a damn what these rap niggas talk about

Hey young'un, my style is well thought out

I'm independent, you niggas think I"m caught out

Young nigga wiling, 30 thousand

On tour 40 miles and ?

A young nigga getting paper

Tell me do it now, but I swear I'll

Do it later. Ducking and dodging

Tryna stay away from fake shit

Niggas wanna hate us, but the bitches

Wanna date us

You know I got dollars and I'm always

On mine. I don't come around if she want me

But I'm always on time. Whenever I come!

Grinding and I'm knowing I'mma get my shine

And then in the front, so got to get in line

Mr Fresh up in this bitch

Now tell me can you handle it?

Put the heat on wax like a muthafuckin

Candlestick. Nigga lighting cannabis

?

Give a fuck if you a fan of it

Tell me I'm the man and shit, the truth

I do without lying. A hard worker and

I spit until my mouth tired

You heard I'm hostile, support me

Get my account higher, or you gonna act

Like Robin Williams in "Doubtfire"

I'm never tired cause I'm always on the rise

Models stay between the thighs

Cause you'll always be surprised

I'm just chilling with my guys on some

High class shit. Y'all graduate from lame

And get a master in disguise

That's why me and Casey winning

Cause we staying true to us, and these

Hoes be busting down every time we hit em up

Just to get dough, I swear ain't nobody

Give a fuck. Now I walked up in the game

Niggas running out of love - damn

A young nigga getting paper

Tell me do it now, but I swear I'll

Do it later. Ducking and dodging

Tryna stay away from fake shit

Niggas wanna hate us, but the bitches

Wanna date us

Going hard, getting paper for a month or two

Put me on that old shit, she said she want

Something new. Grind it out and get it in

Like my mother do. Got up in the game

And a nigga getting W's.

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