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Dusse Sippin' (feat. Mojorj) Video (MV)




Performed By: Gotto
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Roderick Jackson, Ronald Hampton




Gotto - Dusse Sippin' (feat. Mojorj) Lyrics
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I been sippin that Dusse
Give a f*ck what you say
Smokin on that pack
Don't get turnt to a pack
Me and Bro Nem in that Lac
But we cannot lack
I done ran into that bag
So that's where i'm at
I been sippin that Dusse
Give a f*ck what you say
Smokin on that pack
Dont get turnt to a pack
Me and Bro Nem in that Lac
So we cannot lack
I done ran into that bag
So that's where i'm at
Better get back
I get the strap
Dont gotta get the strap
We ride wit the strap
Run up get clapped
Run up a bag
Imma spend a rack up in saks
And i go get it back
Shawty ass fat
Imma hit that
Pull out her tracks
F*cking wit real niggaz sippin heavy but no we don't lack
Got a problem hit the jack
Hit a stein run a sack
Cali price flip a pack
I ain't talking this and that
Never catch me jam
12 Be lurking on ya mans it's easy
Yeah this shit easy
Easy breezy cover girl
Baby come tease me yeah
I'm gone get up in that throat
Drop down to your knees
I'm just gone run this bag
Baby come tease me yeah
Baby come eat me yeah
She gone come eat me up
I ran my sack up
Yeah I don't need no backup
Matter of fact shorty you should backup
Before you get clapped up
F*ck around might be a man down
Cause shorty keep actin tough
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I been sippin that Dusse
Give a f*ck what you say
Smokin on that pack
Don't get turnt to a pack
Me and Bro Nem in that Lac
But we cannot lack
I done ran into that bag
So that's where i'm at
I been sippin that Dusse
Give a f*ck what you say
Smokin on that pack
Dont get turnt to a pack
Me and Bro Nem in that Lac
So we cannot lack
I done ran into that bag
So that's where i'm at
Better get back
I get the strap
Dont gotta get the strap
We ride wit the strap
Run up get clapped
Run up a bag
Imma spend a rack up in saks
And i go get it back
Shawty ass fat
Imma hit that
Pull out her tracks
F*cking wit real niggaz sippin heavy but no we don't lack
Got a problem hit the jack
Hit a stein run a sack
Cali price flip a pack
I ain't talking this and that
Never catch me jam
12 Be lurking on ya mans it's easy
Yeah this shit easy
Easy breezy cover girl
Baby come tease me yeah
I'm gone get up in that throat
Drop down to your knees
I'm just gone run this bag
Baby come tease me yeah
Baby come eat me yeah
She gone come eat me up
I ran my sack up
Yeah I don't need no backup
Matter of fact shorty you should backup
Before you get clapped up
F*ck around might be a man down
Cause shorty keep actin tough
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Writer: Roderick Jackson, Ronald Hampton
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