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D4ThaWin - Punch Master Lyrics



D4ThaWin - Punch Master Lyrics




I said broke bitches givin' up the pussy for a coach bag
Count my money with a microscope I need the whole bag
I'll rumble up before I ever rock a ProMag
How I know she ghetto

Cause that bitch ain't got no dad
Goin' bar for bar in every song nigga no hat
Base model charger tellin' bitches it's a hellcat
Nigga pulled up with some bullshit said I can't sell that

He ain't tell nobody that he snitched but he could tell that
Waitin' for the load I'm mad as f*ck like where the mail at
I can make a list of everything that you failed at
On the game brother need a 8th where my scale at

Skippin' down the street I'm like where my nigga rell at
If I seen a ninja f*ck f*ck
If I seen the ninja turtles I'ma get to knockin' shells back
Dummy tried to hit his two-step and he done fell back

Brody tweakin' tryna punch a wall to get his self mad
F*ck the boys damn I really miss my nigga Drell bad
Bitch want some money out of me I told her sell cat
She ain't got no feelings broke her heart I know you felt that

Lil bro bad as f*ck think we need to bring the belt back
Red tips hit his head he can't even get his health back
Damn said she mad at me
Bend it over go ahead twerk it out

Bet that if I miss I'm comin' back and runnin circles down
Off-white on my shoes got me thinkin' I let Virgil down
Backseat in the Maybach to pull the curtains down
Niggas tryna block my pathway I'm finna work around

Hit his back tired tryna run he started swervin' out
You can't get away did a hundred on the boys
And lived to see another day
Brother sayin f*ck the mini-Drac he want another K

I don't want the bitch I said I'm gettin' married to the paper
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I said broke bitches givin' up the pussy for a coach bag
Count my money with a microscope I need the whole bag
I'll rumble up before I ever rock a ProMag
How I know she ghetto

Cause that bitch ain't got no dad
Goin' bar for bar in every song nigga no hat
Base model charger tellin' bitches it's a hellcat
Nigga pulled up with some bullshit said I can't sell that

He ain't tell nobody that he snitched but he could tell that
Waitin' for the load I'm mad as f*ck like where the mail at
I can make a list of everything that you failed at
On the game brother need a 8th where my scale at

Skippin' down the street I'm like where my nigga rell at
If I seen a ninja f*ck f*ck
If I seen the ninja turtles I'ma get to knockin' shells back
Dummy tried to hit his two-step and he done fell back

Brody tweakin' tryna punch a wall to get his self mad
F*ck the boys damn I really miss my nigga Drell bad
Bitch want some money out of me I told her sell cat
She ain't got no feelings broke her heart I know you felt that

Lil bro bad as f*ck think we need to bring the belt back
Red tips hit his head he can't even get his health back
Damn said she mad at me
Bend it over go ahead twerk it out

Bet that if I miss I'm comin' back and runnin circles down
Off-white on my shoes got me thinkin' I let Virgil down
Backseat in the Maybach to pull the curtains down
Niggas tryna block my pathway I'm finna work around

Hit his back tired tryna run he started swervin' out
You can't get away did a hundred on the boys
And lived to see another day
Brother sayin f*ck the mini-Drac he want another K

I don't want the bitch I said I'm gettin' married to the paper
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Writer: Dame Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: D4ThaWin
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Dame Davis

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