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Artiste : DC The Don
Titre : Walk Thru
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I´m on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul

Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk
I hope her love didn´t go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
´Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah

Slow up the motion, mix the Red Bull with the Henny, the potion
Double shot in, now it feel like I´m floatin´

In LA, the penthouse chillin´, I´m cozy, yeah, ayy
She actin´ nosy, blasian baddie out the city of Oakland
Took a flight to come and visit the Trojan
Fell in love and now it´s power she holdin´
Get on my knees and asked the lord to save me
I hope it kills my demons when I pray
I hope you checkin´ on me, am I crazy?
These are the thoughts I´m havin´ every day
Numbin´ my brain and hoppin´ the Mercedes
This a temporary mental break
I always thought that love would never faze me
Clearly I´m wrong, I´ll feel this every day
Love all my boys ´cause I wanna be Diddy
Fell in love with this motherfuckin´ city
LA crazy but this shit is pretty
But be careful, this shit can get gritty

I´m a soldier, I ride with the semi
I been screamin´ my pain, can you feel me?
Run it up, I just start to feel dizzy
Bangin´ hard on the glass come and get me, yeah yeah

Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I´m on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk
I hope her love didn´t go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah

Roar when I drive like that
´Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah

Bro the pussy hatin´ ass niggas, dare you run but these niggas still talkin´ down
I count my fetty, diamonds on me pretty, really what these niggas be talkin´ ´bout
Talkin´ out your ass, you a night time pussy
´Cause we never caught you in the night time girl, hey
Hide your rubber band with my night time girl, huh
He say he a fan, tryna style my looks
Look what it cost bitch

I´m too saucy, I´m too flawless
He so lucky to get all this
Purple dragon is that flaw shit, yeah
Go hit the mall bitch
Buy it all ´cause I need all this
Life stay movin´, you can´t pause it
Live the moment, that´s some boss shit
Live the moment, that´s some boss shit
I can´t work without a cost bitch
On they ass, could lose it all bitch
I´m just hoping I don´t fall bitch
God spoke to me, that´s a cheat code
Now I´m ballin´ out in beast mode
Now I never miss a free throw
Now I never work for free ho, yeah, yeah
Fifteen hundred dollars for a walk through, need that shit all today, yeah
In the strip club throwin´ house rent, watchin´ it fall away, yeah

Flex when I walk bitch
I roll diamonds on me, ain´t no faucet
Super plugged and my collar Rick Ross bitch
You was sleepin´ on me, you exhausted, yeah, yeah

Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I´m on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk
I hope her love didn´t go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah

Roar when I drive like that
´Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that