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Don Donna Don Donna go, go,
Don Donna Don Donna
You catch me lackin' and you packin' you better do the most
Hold on 'cus before you cut off traffic let me get up close
Let me shoot while I drive
No I don't usually drive
But we done seen 'em while I'm driving so we finna slide
It ain't no clutchin in public it's already in reach
This a high speed no gun going under seat (no)
Back seat I'm fucking all on my sneaky link
She got a man put him to sleep
Then she come out n sneak and link
Hoe ya ima dog
But you a dog too
It ain't no I in team me an you do what dogs do
I'm D-A-W-G, I'll dawg you
'Cus if dat pussy had a phone I wouldn't call you
Hoe I'd just call her you probably a let my dawg fuck
Let me call my dawg up, dawg you wanna dawg her
I'm a shot caller
A hood baller
My last bitch was straight but my new lil bitch a lil rawer
By the dozen hoe it's still fuck 12 free my cousin
That nigga he was just talkin' now he dead end of discussion
(For real)
He was talking two spody not to been on a drill he had to leave
Gun powder my sleeve
My rod on her back I'm gripping all on her weave
You begging this bitch to stay and I'm begging this hoe to leave
I don't need her
I go 2 hard no 3 hard taxing for features
'Cus tryna show off his wrist cook in the beaker then
I'm the one who hit when it spit
Turn up the speakers on the microphone
Checked her off my hit list with no Nike on
I kicked her out another came in before the night was gone
(I love It)
I'm smiling when I'm thuggin'
And I remember everybody left when it was ugly
I say stepper I mean stepper these dirty cleats really muddy
(On my momma hoe)
I really charge a thousand but give me like nine hundred though
Next time we meet again I'm needing a eleven hundred
For the double up hit my nigga beezy for dat double cup
Eleven hundred for this F-N what I'm gone scuffle for
Hatin' on yo brotha I'm tryna help my brotha bubble up (4sho)
And we get the drops in we gone score
Lotta my niggas crippin few bloods but the zoes with me
Might throw a bra on the glizzy if it hold 50 (tiddy thing)
My young niggas they swingin' with that drizzy thing
Clout chasing for a bigger name
He dissin' so we made him famous (gone)
Don Donna Don Donna go, go,
Don Donna Don Donna
Don Donna Don Donna go, go,
Don Donna Don Donna, gone
Writer(s): Alvarez Cosby, Kase Junior, Tnb Beatz, Tyler Butler
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