Album Cover Don Dada

Don Dada

Cakes da Killa

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I fill the net, pink lace on the Gucc′ boots

Smellin' good with a stanky attitudeThis a thirst quencher, your lips on the boots

Tell me, how you tryna get all the goods with no juice?

Diva, puffin′ sativa

Full grown, a bad bitch, a keeper

Dark skin, a savage, a reaper

This is my house, that's word to Latifah

Hit the double take, I've been great and still Cakes

Miss Problem, ain′t you, you′ve been late

No phonies, no biters, no fakes

I'ma blow a kiss to these hoes, fuck the handshake

Shawty′s been the truth, that's me with the scoop

I′m a real terrorist, tic-tic with the boom

All these scallywags in drags want to loot

Recognize a don dada when you hear them in the booth

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

Might've fucked your mans, I would never fuck you

Little kitty keep a cutie, alley cat is in the room

Trade around my way, foot and whip it up the stoop

Now he knockin′ off of zooms, skinny dippin' in the pool

Ooh, Lifesaver, hey! What's your flavor?

Got a taser that cut like the razor

This the kiss of death, a tongue you will savor

Moving so precise that their hands on Malaysia

Drip in any weather, you hoes far from clever

There′s a foot on vendetta, Kronk, pull the lever!

Pick your rhyme schemes, they not me, I′ve been better

Flow softer than marshmallows and goose feathers

Want my spot, can't fill my quota

Pop my shit from off the sofa

All you dick riders on my body like vultures

You did it for the clout, I did it for the culture

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

I′m tryna get pipe, put the call in to the plumber

Inches from an eight, that's word to Bugz Gutta

I only say it once, a bad bitch never stutter

I don′t play with little kids, little nigga, get your mother

Got no time for subs, got no time for wasting

Heard you got the virus, no time for tasting

Chillin' in my crop top, more room for basting

Resist a bad bitch, if you don′t know my reputation

Tryna run 'em up, tight pussy in the summer

Gotta keep it real so you never gotta wonder

Do it like Kim, jump off from a Hummer

Don't confuse with me no others ′cause I′m all about my numbers

Get check, feet check, good box, safe bet

Your ship, eject, that's a fucking reject

We are not the same, you ain′t fucking with my intellect

So your best bet is just to keep it on the internet

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

Don diva, lips got a seizure

Don dada, spit like the ether

So naughty, team may believe her

Once you leave her, you will try to keep her

Don dada, spit like the ether

Don diva, lips got a seizure

Overseas, just get off the visa

Tryna free cut, you will gotta eat her

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

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