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Miss Dat (feat. Th3rd)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bjorn Herbert
Bjorn Herbert
Songwriter
Leo Sibilly III
Leo Sibilly III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chaurbin Smith
Chaurbin Smith
Mixing Engineer
Masai Harris
Masai Harris
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Fuck you No gyal can't style me or try ride the wave (tell me who they really trying style) You should've let me love you Now you can't ever get my time again (I can't give you none of my time) If you wanna be my lover, girl you better miss that Young nigga pull up with the big racks Dripping when I walk I know you dig that Say she want fall in love with a gun man, feel adrenaline for the big straps 7.62's bussing out the chopper when me pull up on a opp I make em dip fast Gyal say she know me ah the real don She just wanna blow me, she a real fan Feel stiff cock in ah the big jam Ah no lil boy this Issa big man My good loving she no withstand So me sink in her belly like quicksand Gyal ah whine slow when the dick long Tell me that she love me, me no respond I will never ever ever ever tell no lie Caz all then me have a heap ah gyal pon the side Which one of them me ah go fuck good tonight Dick in her mouth tell her open up wide Wake up in the morning fuck again from the side She ah talk bout she want me cum up inside Can't catch me lacking keep a strap at all times Buss my gun like its the Fourth of July So fuck you No gyal can't style me or try ride the wave (tell me who they really trying style) You should've let me love you Now you can't ever get my time again (I can't give you none of my time) If you wanna be my lover, girl you better miss that Young nigga pull up with the big racks Dripping when I walk I know you dig that Say she want fall in love with a gun man, feel adrenaline for the big straps 7.62's bussing out the chopper when me pull up on a opp I make em dip fast She want me stay through the evening I throw up the deuce then I'm leaving (sheesh) Smack you on the ass that's goodbye (yeah) Don't fall in love with no rude boy Three hot bad gyal Deh ya them all mine Me name been third for a long time Me and me dawgs them came to run it up (please come get your gyal) Caz she surely don't belong to none of us (sheesh) Cause we no want that Give her wrong number so she don't call back Caz I could never be her lover She fuck another man no rubber Say she want lime with me under the covers baby nah If you wanna be my lover, girl you better miss that Young nigga pull up with the big racks Dripping when I walk I know you dig that Say she want fall in love with a gun man, feel adrenaline for the big straps 7.62's bussing out the chopper when me pull up on a opp I make em dip fast Fuck you No gyal can't style me or try ride the wave (tell me who they really trying style) You should've let me love you Now you can't ever get my time again (I can't give you none of my time) Tell me who they really trying style I can't give you none of my time
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