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Dave East

Genres: Hip-Hop

Again [explicit] Lyrics - Dave East

Fuck your bitch, and never talk again 

If he don't die 

He'll never walk again, he'll never walk again 

I got my focus up 

I got my paper straight, I got my paper straight 

The whole club turn around when I'm walking in 

Fuck your bitch, and never talk again (Harlem) 

 

Niggas talkin', they ain't making sense 

Brand new foreign, bet it make 'em sick 

Ain't gotta say a word, just to take your bitch 

I'm from Harlem, hustlin' will make me rich (east side) 

A hundred nights, I made a hundred flips 

Hit the club, and all the bitches wanna strip 

Put some money on your head, if you wanna diss 

She suck my dick, and then she wanna kiss 

Must be out your mind, or on some shit (crazy) 

Sak's fifth, got me on my shit 

Niggas hatin' on me, they be on my dick 

Took a couple verses just to flood the wrist 

R.I.P. my cousin Freaky 

Niggas took him from me 

I just want the money 

Never taking nothing from me 

Niggas in they feelings, probably on they monthly 

I was in the trap with cocaina and some baggies 

Probably with some junkies 

Now I chill across the water, do it for my daughter 

Dare a nigga touch me 

I done seen a nigga get a 1 to 3, and tell on everybody with him 

I done seen a nigga robbing niggas that he know for pennies 

Shit ridiculous 

Niggas love to say they will do your homework on them niggas giving statements 

I'm smoking cubans on vacation 

My plug in Cuba but he Haitian 

Sak pase, I need a spot today 

Nigga with a attitude, I ain't Dr. Dre 

My youngin' got a lot to make your heart stop today 

Think of Chinx when I'm in Far Rockaway 

 

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Fuck your bitch, and never talk again 

If he don't die I'll never walk again 

I got my focus up, I got my paper straight 

The whole club turn around when I'm walking in 

Pay my lawyer just in case they wanna pin the case up on me 

And they offer 10 

Valet driver going start the whip 

Get your money, they just talking shit 

 

Fuck your bitch, and never talk again 

If he don't die I'll never walk again 

I got my focus up, I got my paper straight 

The whole club turn around when I'm walking in 

Pay my lawyer just in case they wanna pin the case up on me 

And they offer 10 

Valet driver going start the whip 

Get your money, they just talking shit 

 

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I got a pound of the tree smoke 

Break it down to the ground, only thing I ever follow is the G-code 

Niggas brand new cars getting repo'd 

Same ones acting tough getting Deebo'd 

Ask your man about my shit, bet you he know 

Hottest young nigga on the east coast 

Sliding up Lennox, me and three niggas 

Looking like gutter, me and G-Money he ain't even know 

Got a Glock-19 in my peacoat 

My building keep complaining about the weed smoke 

I'm tryna make a million off a mixtape 

Stash in the whip where the heat go 

Bad little bitch tryna deep throat 

I told her ain't no way you fitting all this 

This ain't sour D, what you call this? 

This ain't Actavis, what you call this? 

The spot look funny? Make a call quick 

If she on my dick then we all hit 

Out of town on my running through the mall shit 

And I ain't get you in the summer, put you on my fall list 

Mid town pent house like a fortress 

Every time they see my face they get nauseous 

Down town condo, shit flawless 

They ain't coming in the crib, they ain't gorgeous 

 

Fuck your bitch, and never talk again 

If he don't die I'll never walk again 

I got my focus up, I got my paper straight 

The whole club turn around when I'm walking in 

Pay my lawyer just in case they wanna pin the case up on me 

And they offer 10 

Valet driver going start the whip 

Get your money, they just talking shit 

 

Fuck your bitch, and never talk again 

If he don't die I'll never walk again 

I got my focus up, I got my paper straight 

The whole club turn around when I'm walking in 

Pay my lawyer just in case they wanna pin the case up on me 

And they offer 10 

Valet driver going start the whip 

Get your money, they just talking shit 

 

Get your money they just talking shit 

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