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Dame Lillard lyrics

Performer OT7 Quanny

Dame Lillard song lyrics by OT7 Quanny official

Dame Lillard is a song in English

(Pyro made it)

My mommy raised a world trapper, break the dog down with my hands (yeah, I'm a real trapper)
Yeah, she wanna fuck but I won't fuck 'cause she a fan (yeah, you a fan)
RTA's and Amiris, don't do purple brand (we don't do it)
I got a dollar for every follower I got on Instagram (I got a dollar for every follower)
I told my sons I'ma get the mansion and the backyard with the slidin' board (yeah, I'ma get the mansion)
Yeah, we bought the choppa, it go frrh, it make all kinda of noise (poaw-poaw-poaw)
You said you got guap, you ain't got guap, you a lil' lyin' boy (yeah, you a lyin' boy)
Way before this rap shit I was masked up tryna rob a boy (yeah, we was tryna rob a boy)
Way before this rap shit we was masked up tryna pop a boy (poaw-poaw-poaw)
Way before this rap shit we was masked up tryna drop a boy (we was tryna drop a boy)
Yeah, that cash landed, I ain't changed, I'm the same nigga (yeah, I'm the same nigga)
Pull up for that three, crunch time, this shit like Dame Lillard (like Dame Lillard)
Yeah, that cash landed, I ain't changed, I'm the same nigga (yeah, I'm the same nigga)
Pull up for that three, crunch time, this shit like Dame Lillard (like Dame Lillard)

Look at this shot by Lillard (oh my goodness, oh my goodness)
He got it, Damian Lillard at the buzzer
Oh my goodness, what a shot
You gotta be kiddin' me

I grew up off Yo Gotti, Jeezy, bring the trap back (yeah, bring the trap back)
I'm in Memphis with some grizzlies
Tryna bring the smack back (yeah, I'm tryna bring the smack back)
I went out of town with the junkies, bringin' racks back (bringin' racks back)
Young turnt nigga, young paid nigga (young paid nigga)
My lil' niggas wild, yeah, they some grave diggers (they some grave diggers)
Put you in the sky, now you space shippin' (now you space shippin')
The way this choppa laid you down, they thought a train did it (they thought a train did it)
You ain't got no motion, go and hang it up (bro you fucked, must hang it up)
Make me hit my stash, you know I'm paper'd up (you know I'm fuckin' paper'd up)
All blue boys, yeah, I been savin' up (you all blue boys)
Your favorite rapper see me, that nigga say, "What's up?" (Yeah, that nigga say, "What's up?")
We the rubber band boys, you hear that van noise (you hear that van noise)
We ain't playin', boy, we came to lay a boy (we came to lay a boy)
'Cause my lil' bros don't miss, your lil' bro gon' trip (your lil' bro gon' trip)
Heard about the last one, I won't go like him (I won't go like him)
Uh-huh, yeah, I don't know 'bout him (yeah, I don't know about him)
But I heard 'bout him (I know you heard about him)
I got the word 'bout him (you got the word about him)
Yeah, Chief Gang, you niggas learned 'bout him (them nigga turnt 'bout him)
Uh-huh, brains on the curb 'bout him (brains on the curb about him)
Yeah, Chief Gang, you niggas learned 'bout him (yeah, Chief Gang, you know how we rock)
Uh-huh, brains on the curb 'bout him (brains on the curb about him)

Niggas learned 'bout him, uh-huh, niggas turnt 'bout him
Niggas learned 'bout him, niggas turnt 'bout him
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Ja'Quan Borneo Lee
Copyright: EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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