Dummie (feat. E-Mence)
Ay we going dummie on them
You know we getting freaky actin funny on them
I been laughing all the way I got to count the money on them
Well I been running round and going dummie on them
I be actin stupid we going dummie on them
You actin ruthless we going dummie on them
You got me geeking we going dummie on them
You saw me freaking we going dummie on them
Yeah
Cold streets with the whole fleet
Throat weak codeine with the nosebleed
OG but you brothers never know me
Take another sip and then I fall away
Every night I'm coming to an OD
We be going heavy for the whole week yeah
Fuck it up and then we running from the police
Wake up in the morning and you know that we doing it all again
Little lady wanna kick it with my friends
Know my face and said she seen me in the ends
Turned her round and then I brought her back again
I just love the way she move it make a brother lose his head
Uh My bitch bad make the shit clap
Six grams of the gas in a zip bag
We crushing molly and we rolling it in a zig zag
Make me sit back till I uhhh
We going dummie on a bitch ay
We going dummie on a bitch
Why you brothers getting pissed Uh
Is it cuz you never live it like we live
Ahhh
Ay we going dummie on them
You know we getting freaky actin funny on them
I been laughing all the way I got to count the money on them
Well I been running round and going dummie on them
I be actin stupid we going dummie on them
You actin ruthless we going dummie on them
You got me geeking we going dummie on them
You saw me freaking we going dummie on them
You know we getting freaky actin funny on them
I been laughing all the way I got to count the money on them
Well I been running round and going dummie on them
I be actin stupid we going dummie on them
You actin ruthless we going dummie on them
You got me geeking we going dummie on them
You saw me freaking we going dummie on them
Yeah
Cold streets with the whole fleet
Throat weak codeine with the nosebleed
OG but you brothers never know me
Take another sip and then I fall away
Every night I'm coming to an OD
We be going heavy for the whole week yeah
Fuck it up and then we running from the police
Wake up in the morning and you know that we doing it all again
Little lady wanna kick it with my friends
Know my face and said she seen me in the ends
Turned her round and then I brought her back again
I just love the way she move it make a brother lose his head
Uh My bitch bad make the shit clap
Six grams of the gas in a zip bag
We crushing molly and we rolling it in a zig zag
Make me sit back till I uhhh
We going dummie on a bitch ay
We going dummie on a bitch
Why you brothers getting pissed Uh
Is it cuz you never live it like we live
Ahhh
Ay we going dummie on them
You know we getting freaky actin funny on them
I been laughing all the way I got to count the money on them
Well I been running round and going dummie on them
I be actin stupid we going dummie on them
You actin ruthless we going dummie on them
You got me geeking we going dummie on them
You saw me freaking we going dummie on them
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Robinson
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