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42 Dugg - Maybach feat. Future (Official Music Video)
42 Dugg’s new album “Free Dem Boyz” out now everywhere: https://42dugg.lnk.to/FreeDemBoyz/ Follow 42 Dugg: https://www.instagram.com/42_dugggg/ https://twitter.com/42_dugg/ https://www.facebook.com/42Dugg Follow Future: https://www.instagram.com/future https://twitter.com/1future https://www.facebook.com/FutureOfficial Lyrics: Only love I ever felt was from my mama (On my mama) Miss my…
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Lil Baby ft. 42 Dugg & Veeze - U-Digg
Lil Baby has returned with a new tune alongside 42 Dugg and Veeze following the Tribeca Film Festival premiere of his Untrapped documentary. Before joining forces with the Detroit rappers on "U-Digg," Baby was happy that the world would be able to learn more about the events leading up to his childhood and rise to popularity thanks to his new documentary having a home on Prime Video. The hilarious song "U-Digg" by Lil Baby, featuring 42 Dugg & Veeze, is available for your listening enjoyment. Lil Baby ft. 42 Dugg & Veeze - U-Digg is now available for download on naijagenre.com, and don’t forget to share this website with your friends for the most up-to-date information. Lil Baby ft. 42 Dugg & Veeze (U-Digg) Lyrics Intro (Antt did the track) Verse 1: Lil Baby 'Rari sittin' on twenty-fours, ya dig? I cut the bitch, she couldn't play her role, ya dig? A couple million plus I spent on clothes, ya dig? Bitch actin' like she scared, I bought her a Ghost, ya dig? These lame-ass rappers tryna see if I fucked they bitch, you know I did Got three hundred pounds at the spot and it all disappeared, you know where they went (What?) Ain't worried about a ho tellin' her best friend I'm cheap, she know I'm rich Got four-five hoes on a jet and it's only me, you know I'm lit (Yeah) I'm a hot head but my heart cold, that bitch just won't unthaw I done ran it up, I ain't goin' broke, that shit ain't in my thoughts I'm a real player, if you play it wrong, you can't keep the shit that I bought Got white girl like Mary Jane, trap swingin' like Pete Parker Can't blame him, that's my son, he just doin' the shit I taught him On rodeo in a Maybach, they think that that's Rick Ross Wanna fuck me, she a broke bitch, sorry boo, that's a big, "Hell nah" Wanna sneak diss, it's cool though, but your ass better not get caught (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa) Chorus: Lil Baby & Veeze Got fifties, thirties, switches, every pole, ya dig? Brand new money, blue notes fallin' out my clothes, ya dig? This my business, can't nobody know, ya dig? (Nah) Nigga shake my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya dig? (Shh) These lame-ass niggas get dropped from left and right, you know I did it (Alright) When she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, I'ma know it's real (Ooh) I'm heavy handed pourin' and all my cups be over spilled I done popped me a Act', a pint, this shit so red like roadkill Verse 2: Veeze That lil' hunnid thou', I made that shit five times, no deally (Fuck) He rap about opps but ain't put them hoes down, he silly (Haha) I'ma shop when I land, I ain't gotta take no bags, each city (Yeah) I'm fuckin' his bitch and talkin' about it in my raps, he gon' kill me I'm walkin' a check, got six-fifty on each leg, ya dig? (Yeah) Dollar Faygo, now it's worth a band, ya dig? (Ooh) Amiri flannel blue, I'm dressed like Craig, ya dig? (Ooh) Just like Simon, bitch, better do what I say, ya dig? I go to the club with it on me, I seen niggas die tryna run to the whip, yeah My life is a movie like Paid in Full, my uncles, they hate that I'm rich, yeah I might go to hell, I'll ice skate with the devil before I put faith in a bitch I fucked her so good, she ain't ask for the money, I was 'posed to be payin' her rent I'm givin' the blicks to the shorties for free, but they only get paid for a hit I'm capital P, how I'm peelin' these pints and paintin' these pops like Prince, yeah It come out the wrapper, it shine and glisten, it look like the flake of a fish The way I was kickin' my pimpin', a regular nigga, he can't even dig (Damn) I done dressed up, all my cups look like Suge Knight, you know they red My Glock so switched, it went from Kris to Caitlyn, you know it's trans Who that flew by in the 'Rari, same color Trae Young? You know that's twin I done fucked this ho for a year, I ain't go on no date, she know we friends (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa) Chorus: Lil Baby & Veeze Got fifties, thirties, switches, every pole, ya dig? Brand new money, blue notes fallin' out my clothes, ya dig? This my business, can't nobody know, ya dig? Nigga shake my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya dig? These lame-ass niggas get dropped from left and right, you know I did it (Nah) When she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, I'ma know it's real I'm heavy handed pourin' and all my cups be over spilled I done popped me a Act', a pint, this shit so red like roadkill Verse 3: 42 Dugg I'd rather chase that check, that bag, stash nine Ms over 1.5 Damn right, I got a dime, they don't see me I was probably wearin' Tru's before Chief Keef Drop a five in the Sprite, bitch, pink, pink (Yeah) If I knock a bitch down, hear, "Ding, ding" Time to go, Chrome Hearts vest four thousand (Yeah) What about the coat? Turnt young nigga, I know Never surrender, niggas askin' why I tote, bet if I up, I blow Fucked they bitch, I know, hundred Gs, five for a show, nigga I got the 'Cat, the Track', the Urus, the 'Bach, I bet if I call she fuck (Hello?) I got T-Rex the bike, TRX the truck, that shit like two hundred somethin' plus I'm the turntest nigga you know from the city, you dig? Bitch, if we catch him, you know we gon' kill him, on my kids This Big 4 shit so for real, I still spin just for the thrill But where you at? I'm on his heels, pull up on me, I'm at LIV (Miami) Listen Below & Download Mp3 Read the full article
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