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D$b Reggie - Lose My Grip Lyrics



D$b Reggie - Lose My Grip Lyrics
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Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
Boy you know we up, now we gottem going crazy
Know my dogs on go, they want war just like the navy
Know a nigga made it when she tryna have ya babies
Said this ain't no stomp the yard, pork chop, extra gravy
Said they scared, like a nigga watching chucky
Got my diamonds hitting like them boys was playin rugby
Like a nigga sick get from round do not touch me
Rep the 205 Bc you know my city love me
Said this ain't no practice, this a lil scrimmage, pockets they on Popeye
Keep em feed not talkin spinach, Ain't no L's we winning
On a money mission, got my name all in they mouth just like we at the dentist
Hate to say it, know I had to let her go
Steady making money, ain't no meet me at the corner store
I be in the kitchen ain't no pizza but we got the dough
Pockets was on E, fill em up like we at Texaco
Hate to say it, know I had to let her go
Steady making money, ain't no meet me at the corner store
I be in the kitchen ain't no pizza but we got the dough
Pockets was on E, fill em up like we at Texaco
Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
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Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
Boy you know we up, now we gottem going crazy
Know my dogs on go, they want war just like the navy
Know a nigga made it when she tryna have ya babies
Said this ain't no stomp the yard, pork chop, extra gravy
Said they scared, like a nigga watching chucky
Got my diamonds hitting like them boys was playin rugby
Like a nigga sick get from round do not touch me
Rep the 205 Bc you know my city love me
Said this ain't no practice, this a lil scrimmage, pockets they on Popeye
Keep em feed not talkin spinach, Ain't no L's we winning
On a money mission, got my name all in they mouth just like we at the dentist
Hate to say it, know I had to let her go
Steady making money, ain't no meet me at the corner store
I be in the kitchen ain't no pizza but we got the dough
Pockets was on E, fill em up like we at Texaco
Hate to say it, know I had to let her go
Steady making money, ain't no meet me at the corner store
I be in the kitchen ain't no pizza but we got the dough
Pockets was on E, fill em up like we at Texaco
Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Finna lose my grip, lose my grip had to let her go
Know we got them sticks, and we don't miss, they came wit telescopes
Told my homeboy think we got a hit, he already know
Ima make this shit, y'all finna bump it on the radio
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
Told that boy get back, get back, We wit that, wit that
Boy this at no kik, dont do no chit chat, chit chat
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Writer: Reggie Williams
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Performed By: D$b Reggie
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Reggie Williams

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