D-Lo

D-Lo - Keep It On The D-Lo lyrics

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If I fuck you, can you keep it on the d-lo?

I can protect you, girl, I keep a desert eagle

I be smoking on nothing but loud, keisha cup

Girl, you think you slick, gonna get some dick

Would I handle your bizz, gimme D, here’s a tree

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

Girl, all you got is pussy to give a nigga?

Dumb bitch, you ain’t seeing the bigger picture

I’m on my big dog shit and if you ain’t about no money you can’t be my bitch

See, you got action, that satisfaction, my pimping is strong, bitch

But if I gotta hurt you, you gonna be on your own, bitch

I’m ‘bout 50 toes down, bro, that’s 5 hoes

And when I shoot I don’t miss, I think I’m Dale Rose

I’m David Roughy, these bitches, they shoot without me

I fucked her without a penny, boy, that ain’t like me

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

No regy, boy, I smoked the dopest reefer

Look, my weed loud, like Samuel L Jackson

I can multiply and divide these bitches like fractions

I’m a rude boy, I’m a cold nigga

I’m the reason these bitches call you they old nigga

If I fuck you, can you keep it on the d-lo?

I can protect you, girl, I keep a desert eagle

I be smoking on nothing but loud, keisha cup

Girl, you think you slick, gonna get some dick

Would I handle your bizz, gimme D, here’s a tree

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

She hit the Mandolin, Venetian, and Caesar’s in one night

Retired at the crack of dawn till the gates racked her with no god

Never listened to her momma, never listened in school

So if you bet on her listening to ism, you a fool

The pea hunter I call her, all of Vegas know about her

She got hella victims in her bag, got pictures of them with powder

Residue on their nose while they’re snoozing in their Polos

He ain’t never had real snow so he fucked her to the sun rose

New to the desert, so we never knew vet hoes this cold

To keep frying toes to your asshole but won’t give you no blow

Go out like the whole cake, fuck first, I can’t screw it

You can tell every bitch at the service, your name’s ruined

If I’d have known the business, now you fucked off

Two notes away from paying your rova truck off, now she done truck off

She could’ve kept that pussy, I’mma fuck who earn this, why I’m always swerving

This the new end journey

If I fuck you, can you keep it on the d-lo?

I can protect you, girl, I keep a desert eagle

I be smoking on nothing but loud, keisha cup

Girl, you think you slick, gonna get some dick

Would I handle your bizz, gimme D, here’s a tree

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

She know I get it, I’m pitching about that trap

Niggas, they know it’s Menace, I keep that bitch on my lap

Suckers, they love to hate but they never ‘bout that paper

Niggas ain’t really balling, they ain’t playing with the Lakers

Trucking with real lovers, breaking it out with C-Lo

Fucking with bad bitches but keeping it on the d-lo

Step out, niggas love to run they mouth

Niggas come from the bottom ‘cause I lead it from the south

I’m smoking on that shit, pimping on that bitch

Hopping off that lag and jumping in some six…

Sipping on that shit, I’m thinking with my mind on my dick

Baby, I’m a baller, not a trick…

Tell me this

If I fuck you, can you keep it on the d-lo?

I can protect you, girl, I keep a desert eagle

I be smoking on nothing but loud, keisha cup

Girl, you think you slick, gonna get some dick

Would I handle your bizz, gimme D, here’s a tree

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

I’m just on this lean, you act like you on Tina

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