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David Ruffin Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Roger
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Ronald Allen




Lil Roger - David Ruffin Lyrics
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Ayy, Uptown music shit, y'all already know how I'm comin' Lil Roger ona track
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Bitch, let's get it bussin' I was off a Addy, high as hell like David Ruffin
It's the same niggas lovin' on the bitches, I be f*ckin'
Tryna make a way, turning nothin' into something
Dream big, everybody gotta have a goal Sittin' on your ass, ain't gon' get you what
You want Livin' in the past, I can't do that shit
No more Yeah, I took a couple L's, but them wins finna show
Switches on the Glock, this shit ain't for
Show I was on the block, it was just me, Dee and
Sto Niggas tryna slide, who gon' up the score
We can't keep on talkin' bout this shit, we gotta go
Livin' in a city full of sharks And they smellin' blood, so don't be outside
At dark 4800 shit, them my niggas from the start
Yeah, I love my hood, it's gon' always be my heart
Uptown, baby, uptown, raise me I can't even lie, bitch, I'm uptown crazy
Put it on the map, put it on my back I seen niggas rob, they own homie for a
Strap I seen niggas charge, they own homie for
A verse R.I.P. to Spike, it's still blood on my
Shirt I know I keep talkin', but my friends, cause it hurt
So if a nigga diss him, I'ma put him in the
Dirt I'm still off that ecstasy, tell them, put respect
On me It's too many niggas, hating on me
That look up to me Thinkin' about Colbey, sometimes I don't go to sleep
Told him I'ma make it, one day they gon
Notice me Need another cup, roll another blunt
If I pick her up, then you know I'm finna f*ck
She know what it is every time I hit her up
It is what it is, I be showin' too much lust I can't remember the last person that I trust
I can't remember the last bitch that I loved Still on Lakeside, nigga, throw your L's up
All this shit for Troy, that's why I can't give it up
I had bad luck, I needed a clover When I lost Bookie, I needed some closure
I'll go to war for this shit, I'm a soldier I can't keep stressin' about this shit, I'm
Gettin' older
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Ayy, Uptown music shit, y'all already know how I'm comin' Lil Roger ona track
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Bitch, let's get it bussin' I was off a Addy, high as hell like David Ruffin
It's the same niggas lovin' on the bitches, I be f*ckin'
Tryna make a way, turning nothin' into something
Dream big, everybody gotta have a goal Sittin' on your ass, ain't gon' get you what
You want Livin' in the past, I can't do that shit
No more Yeah, I took a couple L's, but them wins finna show
Switches on the Glock, this shit ain't for
Show I was on the block, it was just me, Dee and
Sto Niggas tryna slide, who gon' up the score
We can't keep on talkin' bout this shit, we gotta go
Livin' in a city full of sharks And they smellin' blood, so don't be outside
At dark 4800 shit, them my niggas from the start
Yeah, I love my hood, it's gon' always be my heart
Uptown, baby, uptown, raise me I can't even lie, bitch, I'm uptown crazy
Put it on the map, put it on my back I seen niggas rob, they own homie for a
Strap I seen niggas charge, they own homie for
A verse R.I.P. to Spike, it's still blood on my
Shirt I know I keep talkin', but my friends, cause it hurt
So if a nigga diss him, I'ma put him in the
Dirt I'm still off that ecstasy, tell them, put respect
On me It's too many niggas, hating on me
That look up to me Thinkin' about Colbey, sometimes I don't go to sleep
Told him I'ma make it, one day they gon
Notice me Need another cup, roll another blunt
If I pick her up, then you know I'm finna f*ck
She know what it is every time I hit her up
It is what it is, I be showin' too much lust I can't remember the last person that I trust
I can't remember the last bitch that I loved Still on Lakeside, nigga, throw your L's up
All this shit for Troy, that's why I can't give it up
I had bad luck, I needed a clover When I lost Bookie, I needed some closure
I'll go to war for this shit, I'm a soldier I can't keep stressin' about this shit, I'm
Gettin' older
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Writer: Ronald Allen
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