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Sh**in' Me Lyrics

from Down for Life

"Sh**in' Me" is track #13 on the album Down for Life. It was written by Adrian Bernard Parks;jr. Sims;lefabian Williams;zedric Demetrius Love;dennis Ramon Butler.
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"Sh**in' Me" is track #13 on the album Down for Life. It was written by Adrian Bernard Parks;jr. Sims;lefabian Williams;zedric Demetrius Love;dennis Ramon Butler.
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Uh, yeah, yeah, on dis one right here
We goin' to lock down the whole world wit dis
You know what I'm sayin'

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on

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Dem ain't Edie Golds in yo mouth, shittin' me
You say you got dem keys and dem peas, shittin' me
Talkin' 'bout you got dem stacks on deck boy, shittin' me
D4L ain't what's happenin', shittin' me

Can't rap and make this hot track, shittin me
You claming you ain't feeing this boy, shittin' me
Oh, dats real platnium on yo neck, shittin' me
Thinkin' that gurl right thurr goin' get wit cha boy, shittin' me

Tipin' house you buying her drinks she gon tell you, shittin' me
Tellin' me you got dem pe fo 13, shittin' me
Thinkin' I'm gone keep takin' this shout money, shittin' me
Dem spree ain't got you ass geeked up, shittin' me

Talkin' you 'bout want yo money back partner, shittin' me
What you thinkin' I'm a lame nigga, shittin' me
Telll them cops on the west side think I'm slow, shittin' me
There ain't new kills on this side, shittin' me, come on

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They talkin' 'bout the stunt broken muthafuckin', shittin' me
They call me juicy ten y'all suckers nigga's will see
I'ma a made man tyrin' to get these muthafuckin' millions
Have my shit stacked up higher than peach street buildin's

Ain't no fuckin' friend of me, damn so ain't no ken to me
So why y'all tyrin' to hang around, y'all can't even be fin no ten of me
Shittin' me D4L is my real click
Dem the only nigga's I trust and I break bread wit

See stunting is a habbit, ow, I got carrots
Every time my necklas hang my fans try to grab it
I wish you would I wish you would, and try to get buck
And so many nigga's wit D4L we'll tear the club up

And they dreesed in all black, damn right we got stacks
If you want sumtin' from the park bitch we'll buy that
Shittin' me, alwayz talkin' bout fuckin' lintin' me
Get somewhere, I don't need no broke niggas round me, come on

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All my gangsta's, all my thugs, they shit on you, you fuck 'em up
D4L ain't all I trust you, shittin' me, that's all my love
They ain't bone enough to come fuck wit us, bank head gone buck wit us
Westside gone buck wit us, ATL gone buck wit us

You think Fabo ain't ready to come out that door and kill a bitch
You shittin' me, you think I'm lyin' when I say I'm pop by bill, bitch
You shittin' me, I lived dirty all my life but you think it ain't real bitch
You shittin' me, you think I'm playin' oh we this steal you shittin' me

We stand on corners and 'cus, we hell too much
We killa wit guts automatic no clutch
Proper boy that's me click, I don't care who you wit
D4L runin' shit, we got the hood on lock bitch

Scot ye lard dat's my dog, free blue wat up 'cuz
In the hood ever day, like a fen on drugs
Got that work for the low, weed, pills and the drow
Seely fat never slow, count my money get sum mo, come on

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Songwriters
Adrian Bernard Parks;Jr. Sims;Lefabian Williams;Zedric Demetrius Love;Dennis Ramon Butler

Published by
STONEY MAN MUSIC;WB MUSIC CORP.;ARTIST PUBLISHING GROUP;UNIVERSAL MUSIC-MGB SONGS;PERRY HOMES MUSIC PUBLISHING

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