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Song title: Drag-on - Spit These Bars

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(swizz beatz)
Double r
Right now
We aint playin wit yall
We aint playin wit yall
Stop playin drag

(verse 1)-drag-on
A-yo I spit these bars to make ya head shake
Fuck bitches til the bed break
Lets see how much lead you can take
Never let a nigga pay for what I give away
We can all share
Clip to my waist its all spare
So run dammit, run
When I bust my gun
I miss none
Put yall in critical condition
Im the talk of the town when it comes to fuckin bitches
Or layin niggas down
Drag bust the most rounds
While yall niggas dibble and dabble
The shit I pull up wit
Itll feel like it grabs you
We aint fuckin I had you
Shit I know dragll be glad to
If I had to
Soon as she in the bathroom
Im in her ass too
Gotta six shot shooter
Thatll pop thru ya
Glock ruger
In case I call my block movers
State troopers on my ass
Shit let me see them touch 160 on the dash
My z look pretty when its fast
I bet 50 ima juice the city before I pass
And if you wanna catch fire better step on the gas
The opposite of h2o
Wanna be a hero
When the fires on
Yall wont even see ya moms
Even if she was screamin at the top of her lungs
Niggas either burn to the bone or leave the shit alone
In case of a fire never take the elevator
Walk 2 flights hold ya breath and take the steps (uhh)

(hook)-swizz beats
Do my ladies run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my ballers run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my mamis run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my dogs run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh

(verse 2)-drag-on
A-yo I only fuck bitches thats flexible
Ankle touch neck sex incredible
When drag about to spark cats
Aint no bargin wit that
When my gun spit it say where the target at?
Cuz Im fire so I speaks wit heat
So let me walk that walk
Cuz like a teacher ima talk wit chalk
Thatll outline yall like a fresh pair of nikes
Stay wit those
Even if Im bare toed you see the stripe
I leave blood stains on sponges
Cum stains on comforters
I leave rooms foggy
til where yall cant find me
Keep a bad mami
Twisting up the green scent
Like tangerine face out of a magazine
Like ebony
On the block I pump the ivory
Never pay for show
I only fuck wit those that never ate before
That means no food, no cars and just skip bail
The only thing on they plate is no more than fish scale
The blow you only know about is the air outside
I have nightmares before I sleep I pray yall fry
For a pie I lay out guys
Cuz what I keeps layin on my dresser
Keeps layin niggas on top of stretchers
Lightweight but I give off pressure in all measures
Never chase treasures
Flame niggas for pleasure
Red/gold vest
Bullets go thru tef
Got better double r
2 letter (nigga)

(hook) 2xs
Do my ladies run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my ballers run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my mamis run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my dogs run this uhh-huh
Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh