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(Swizz Beatz)
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Double R
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Right Now
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We ain't playin' wit y'all
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We ain't playin' wit y'all
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Stop playin' Drag
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(Verse 1) Drag On
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A yo I spit these bars to make ya head shake
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Fuck bitches 'til the bed break
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Let's see how much lead you can take
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Never let a nigga pay for what I give away
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We can all share
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Clip to my waist it's all spare
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So run dammit run
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When I bust my gun
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I miss none
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Put y'all in critical condition
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I'm the talk of the town when it comes to fuckin' bitches
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Or layin' niggas down
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Drag bust the most rounds
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While y'all niggas dibble and dabble
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The shit I pull up wit
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It'll feel like it grabs you
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We ain't fuckin' I had you
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Shit I know Drag'll be glad to
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If I had to
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Soon as she in the bathroom
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I'm in her ass too
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Gotta six shot shooter
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That'll pop thru ya
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Glock ruger
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In case I call my block movers
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State troopers on my ass
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Shit let me see them touch 160 on the dash
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My Z look pretty when it's fast
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I bet 50 I'ma juice the city before I pass
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And if you wanna catch fire better step on the gas
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The opposite of H2O
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Wanna be a hero
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When the fires on
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Y'all won't even see ya moms
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Even if she was screamin' at the top of her lungs
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Niggas either burn to the bone or leave the shit alone
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In case of a fire never take the elevator
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Walk 2 flights hold ya breath and take the steps (Uhh)
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(Hook)-Swizz Beats
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Do my ladies run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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Do my ballers run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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Do my mamis run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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Do my dogs run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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(Verse 2)-Drag-On
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A-yo I only fuck bitches that's flexible
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Ankle touch neck sex incredible
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When Drag about to spark cats
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Ain't no bargin wit that
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When my gun spit it say "Where The Target At?"
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Cuz I'm fire so I speaks wit heat
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So let me walk that walk
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Cuz like a teacher I'ma talk wit chalk
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That'll outline y'all like a fresh pair of Nikes
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Stay wit those
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Even if I'm bare toed you see the stripe
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I leave blood stains on sponges
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Cum stains on comforters
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I leave rooms foggy
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'Til where y'all can't find me
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Keep a bad mami
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Twisting up the green scent
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Like tangerine face out of a magazine
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Like ebony
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On the block I pump the ivory
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Never pay for show
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I only fuck wit those that never ate before
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That means no food, no cars and just skip bail
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The only thing on they plate is no more than fish scale
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The blow you only know about is the air outside
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I have nightmares before I sleep I pray y'all fry
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For a pie I lay out guys
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Cuz what I keeps layin' on my dresser
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Keeps layin' niggas on top of stretchers
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Lightweight but I give off pressure in all measures
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Never chase treasures
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Flame niggas for pleasure
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Red/Gold vest
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Bullets go thru tef
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Got better double R
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2 letter (Nigga)
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(Hook) 2x's
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Do my ladies run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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Do my ballers run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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Do my mamis run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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Do my dogs run this uhh-huh
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Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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Spit These Bars
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Drag On |