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• Artiste: ILoveMakonnen
• Titre: Dodging 12 (Remix)
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I got gas on deck and you know that fool I get everybody high in your middle school [Verse 1: ILoveMakonnen] I'm riding 'round the city with the packs fucking swervin' Riding down 75 north just servin' Gas with the purp, I don't sell no fuckin' molly ho I can find the shrooms and it's probably for the high though Ayy on that hydro, nigga Mr. Nice Guy I be smokin' all type of weed they be flyin' in On Air Tran or whatever fuckin' airline Then my friend gonna bring that shit right here tonight [Hook: ILoveMakonnen] Out here in the streets tryna make some more dough If I ain't in the streets, then I'm in the studio So I'm out here in the streets tryna make some more dough If I ain't in the streets, then I'm in the studio And when I'm in the streets, you know I'm dodgin' 12 Because me and my friends don't go to jail When I'm in the streets, you know I'm dodgin' 12 Because me and my friends don't go to jail Me and my friends don't go to jail Me and my friends don't go to jail Me and my friends don't go to jail [Verse 2: Fredo Santana] In the kitchen, grab the fork, water work, I'm whippin' that Trap house, lotta weight, people say I'm gettin' fat Lean with the Sprite, purple shit, I be mixin' that I ain't with the chitter-chat, 10 bands'll get your ass Stomped with my Timberlands, I shoot him with my FN Know that I got good aim, might shoot him with my left hand Find out his beef then I'm pullin' up in a huntin' van Bitches sayin' I'm the man, walk around with a 100 bands [Hook: ILoveMakonnen] [Verse 3: Yung Gleesh] FoeNem caught the charge, and shawty jumped the fence They left the dog up in the yard, [?] out here goin' hard We out here sellin' more goop than them niggas out in Bentley Park [?] which one you are [?] money can't pay for bond And [?] still [?] nigga I ain't say they were gone And old beef turn to new beef, boy I park right there on Newton Turn my mixtape up to [?] and you turned into a groupie I pull up in my Chrystler and they chest bump with my Uzi The police try to get checked well I hit them with the oowee I turn down on [?] And pust their ass up in the alley, I think I'm 'bout to lose 'em [Hook: ILoveMakonnen]