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Lil Debbie

Genres: Hip-Hop

Summer Lyrics - Lil Debbie

Ten toes down, head is in the sky though 

Name another bitch going hard as I go 

I been on my job, ain't no suit and tie though 

Blow a million in a day, before I fucking die hoe 

Go bigger, pouring up the liquor 

Toast up to the dreams, that we done seen 

And going bigger, go figure 

Stone cold killer, only OG in my swisher 

In my city I'm a pillar, pillar, pillar 

 

Mind in a daze, feel the fade, it's a ganja 

Bitches throwing shade, that can wait for the summer 

I'ma misbehave, 'till I'm paid, see the honker 

I've been on a wave, on a wave, cowabunga 

 

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Name a bitch that's tighter, name a pool that's colder 

Ass getting fatter, pocket's getting swoler 

Just another way to say I'm going bigger 

Vision getting clearer, still ain't never sold 

But still a stoner! 

All my flows be popping, all my shit is harder 

Circle for the winners, all my hoes be proper 

Started with a vision turned it to a dollar 

Tried to shut us down but now we got the power 

Blunt in my left hand, Henny on the other side 

Shaking what she gave me, yeah I got it from my mother side 

Now we moving, city on my back, they screaming let me ride 

Haters used to bet they bottom dollar, holla, let me slide 

Fuck that! 

Bitches run they mouth, but we can't hear 'em out 

Death to all you bitches who ain't with us, how I feel about 

Anyone who doubt us, go without us, see we necessary 

Bitches ordinary, and we nothing short of legendary 

I been in the kitchen, whipping shit to get your head blown 

I been in the trenches, thirty inches in the red zone 

Touchdown, touchdown 

Pass another swisher, I could bust down 

Looking for the winners, look at us now 

Real Shit! 

 

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Mind in a daze, feel the fade, it's a ganja 

Bitches throwing shade, that can wait for the summer 

I'ma misbehave, 'till I'm paid, see the honker 

I've been on a wave, on a wave, cowabunga 

 

They either love me, or they hate me for it 

Hope there ain't a issue cause you know we for it 

Bitch I never been a sucker how you paint me for it 

Same business only difference is they pay me for it 

Swaggin' only taking wins, I think you best be in 

All we talk about is balling like ESPN 

I could probably start a riot, full of fly shit 

I'm the motherfucking pilot 

Now my diets vegetarian 

More green, bitch we eating, give me more green 

Blow green, double cup, fill that slow lean 

Different city, still winning like the home team 

Nothing changed, still shitting on your whole team 

Lord! 

And I ain't even wanna have to do 'em like that 

I react, bitches hating when you moving like that 

I just found too many ways to say I'm running that shit 

Hands up, like I brought a fucking gun in this bitch 

Now you see me though 

 

Mind in a daze, feel the fade, it's a ganja 

Bitches throwing shade, that can wait for the summer 

I'ma misbehave, 'till I'm paid, see the honker 

I've been on a wave, on a wave, cowabunga 

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