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Freestyle shit, ooh dexter
Dexter i don't
I just dropped somethin' right there
(What?) yeah, what? (Wex on the beat) , ha
Oh man goddamn

Five bitches with me from when
I left out the club
Run up on me, I swear to God, yeah
I'ma show you somethin' (What else?)
Huh, left the nigga with holes in his shirt
(Ha) got a bad bitch, swear to
God she like the Perkies, ooh
Make that bitch do the Perc walk
(Perc walk) , huh
Need to and I don't even know y'all
All these bitchеs wanna suck me (Huh?)
I be getting monеy, hell yeah, I'm on TV
(Hell yeah) my name is Dexter, hell yeah
I be getting cheddar (Dexter)
Run up on me, swear to God
I'ma keep it real keep a shotgun
(Shotgun) , keep a 30 (A what?)
I keep a Glock, I keep a 30, huh, yeah
Run up on me, put them holes in your shirt
Bad bitch wanna flirt (Flirt) , huh
I don't even know her name
She suck on my dick (O oh)
And I know the bitch hurt, yeah (Oh, Dexter)
Ride around town with a Glock (Skrrt)
Huh, ride around town with a mop (With a mop)
Wanna run up on me, yeah, stop (Huh?)
Huh, you see what I'm sayin'
I said ride around town with a Glock
(Nah, for real)
Ride around town with a mop (With a mop)
Wanna run up on me, swear to God, boy
You getting popped
Bad lil' bitch and you know
That bitch a thot bitches window
Get the money, hell yeah, with my kinfolk
Remember days I ain't have shit (What?)
Used to eat the canned goods out the window
Huh this year I'm eating steak (Huh) , huh
Bad bitches on my plate
She wanna fuck me, tell that baby girl, yeah
You're late run up on me
Put them holes right up in your face
I'm a stupid ass nigga, but
I came from the bay, huh
Yeah, I come from Chicago
Last nigga run up on me, he got them hollows
(Baow) bad bitches wanna suck me
Told that bitch "Hold on" (Uh what?)
Huh, I've been getting money for song long
Talkin' 'bout, boy, what? Huh
Baby girl, you're a slut
When you see me, run up on me
Swear to God it's a must, huh
(It's a what?)
When she suck me then she wanna give me fuck
Huh (Fuck, huh, ha)

I don't wanna fuck with you, baby girl
You be trippin'
But I'm goin' back in this shit though
Stupid ass (Oh man goddamn) huh, yeah

Niggas be shittin' like he at the game
(Huh?) run up on me, swear to God
You know I shoot his range
I'm a wild ass nigga and I'm crazy (Crazy)
Run up on me, boy, he get the 380
And I ain't talkin' 'bout
No motherfuckin' BB gun (What?) , ha
Last year, yeah, bitch, we had some fun
Now she wanna fuck me 'cause
She know I'm on (What?)
Huh, you don't even know one song ha
(Lil' bitch) , ooh
Bad bitch lookin' good and she
Got the thongs on
I was tryna take her home, home
I'ma freak and end the song, I'm
Tryna bone, bone, ha, yeah, huh
This a different story when you
See the Glocks out (yeah)
Cops tryna screw us all and
You know I pop out
I ain't tryna go to jail
I ain't tryna talk to you
Run up on me, swear to God, turn
Your ass to mildew, yeah, bitch, what?
I be getting money, yeah, that's a must
(That's a must) , huh
Remember days riding on the bus
(On the short) , huh now all I do is what?
(What?) Huh (Oh man goddamn)
I ain't even gotta bluff

Pussy
Freestyle shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm on that real Dexter shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Freestyle, freestyle, freestyle)
Fuck Famous Dex, bitch
(Fuck Famous Dex, bitch) dexter
Yeah, what? Ha, huh
Yeah, what? yeah, what? yeah, what? Huh
Oh man goddamn