Yeah yeah
Ayo
Who told these niggas they can f*ck with me uhm
Obviously that's a bunch of foolery look
I ain't for the clown shit
Niggas disappear and I arrive lost and found shit, I'm keeping it balance the offense
Don't move under seven seconds we play often
And triangle the opposition, boy you missing
Throwing alleys off the beat break Miami Heat
The pen touch the pad and I'm cooking like I'm using the heat
The King James era who better no contest
At my worst I'm better than niggas when they in their best look
I state the obvious I been proven
These niggas Telemarket lies that's what Cleo doing a ball fake
Pump faking a shot that I usually make
A carbohydrate they turn into when they make a mistake
You're in the presence of the greatest who can relate
My cross over make em turn over getting carried away
And that's slight work the twist of fate
Niggas jumping on the table like the dinner plate I'm Devon Dudley the nature boy couldn't leg lock
Got Niggas thinking that the halo's a crown until they reach the top
Look subtitles aside
They never read what they write niggas lyrically blind
Another me bitch it's hard to find
A carbon copy too much dope in the wrist for you to plagiarize
F*ck the gimmicks cause the real grows over time
The shelf life for rap is getting molded it's bout to expire
In front your eyes the God shall rise
The New Testament you Davids couldnt f*ck Goliath
The book lied Nigga
Who told these niggas they can f*ck with me, look
Obviously that shit sound dumb to me, look
I ain't for the clown shit
Rappers disappear and fall off never found it
Im keeping it balanced the offense
Don't move under seven seconds we play often
And triangle the opposition
Nigga you missing
Yo mob ain't deep enough you kidding me
You don't cause havoc to this prodigy
For those that doubted me secretly fans when I'm on the beat
They try to dive under your lines Quarterback sneak we playing D
I leave her stuffed at the line of scrimmage first and distance
And bar for bar they need a spot to bench it
Physical fitness back with a vengeance but I never left
Niggas drop the ball and lose it like it's sudden death
Trying the God like masturbation cause you played yourself
Trying the God like masturbation cause you, yeah
DeAngelo Xavier - Dudley Boyz Lyrics
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Yeah yeah
Ayo
Who told these niggas they can f*ck with me uhm
Obviously that's a bunch of foolery look
I ain't for the clown shit
Niggas disappear and I arrive lost and found shit, I'm keeping it balance the offense
Don't move under seven seconds we play often
And triangle the opposition, boy you missing
Throwing alleys off the beat break Miami Heat
The pen touch the pad and I'm cooking like I'm using the heat
The King James era who better no contest
At my worst I'm better than niggas when they in their best look
I state the obvious I been proven
These niggas Telemarket lies that's what Cleo doing a ball fake
Pump faking a shot that I usually make
A carbohydrate they turn into when they make a mistake
You're in the presence of the greatest who can relate
My cross over make em turn over getting carried away
And that's slight work the twist of fate
Niggas jumping on the table like the dinner plate I'm Devon Dudley the nature boy couldn't leg lock
Got Niggas thinking that the halo's a crown until they reach the top
Look subtitles aside
They never read what they write niggas lyrically blind
Another me bitch it's hard to find
A carbon copy too much dope in the wrist for you to plagiarize
F*ck the gimmicks cause the real grows over time
The shelf life for rap is getting molded it's bout to expire
In front your eyes the God shall rise
The New Testament you Davids couldnt f*ck Goliath
The book lied Nigga
Who told these niggas they can f*ck with me, look
Obviously that shit sound dumb to me, look
I ain't for the clown shit
Rappers disappear and fall off never found it
Im keeping it balanced the offense
Don't move under seven seconds we play often
And triangle the opposition
Nigga you missing
Yo mob ain't deep enough you kidding me
You don't cause havoc to this prodigy
For those that doubted me secretly fans when I'm on the beat
They try to dive under your lines Quarterback sneak we playing D
I leave her stuffed at the line of scrimmage first and distance
And bar for bar they need a spot to bench it
Physical fitness back with a vengeance but I never left
Niggas drop the ball and lose it like it's sudden death
Trying the God like masturbation cause you played yourself
Trying the God like masturbation cause you, yeah
Ayo
Who told these niggas they can f*ck with me uhm
Obviously that's a bunch of foolery look
I ain't for the clown shit
Niggas disappear and I arrive lost and found shit, I'm keeping it balance the offense
Don't move under seven seconds we play often
And triangle the opposition, boy you missing
Throwing alleys off the beat break Miami Heat
The pen touch the pad and I'm cooking like I'm using the heat
The King James era who better no contest
At my worst I'm better than niggas when they in their best look
I state the obvious I been proven
These niggas Telemarket lies that's what Cleo doing a ball fake
Pump faking a shot that I usually make
A carbohydrate they turn into when they make a mistake
You're in the presence of the greatest who can relate
My cross over make em turn over getting carried away
And that's slight work the twist of fate
Niggas jumping on the table like the dinner plate I'm Devon Dudley the nature boy couldn't leg lock
Got Niggas thinking that the halo's a crown until they reach the top
Look subtitles aside
They never read what they write niggas lyrically blind
Another me bitch it's hard to find
A carbon copy too much dope in the wrist for you to plagiarize
F*ck the gimmicks cause the real grows over time
The shelf life for rap is getting molded it's bout to expire
In front your eyes the God shall rise
The New Testament you Davids couldnt f*ck Goliath
The book lied Nigga
Who told these niggas they can f*ck with me, look
Obviously that shit sound dumb to me, look
I ain't for the clown shit
Rappers disappear and fall off never found it
Im keeping it balanced the offense
Don't move under seven seconds we play often
And triangle the opposition
Nigga you missing
Yo mob ain't deep enough you kidding me
You don't cause havoc to this prodigy
For those that doubted me secretly fans when I'm on the beat
They try to dive under your lines Quarterback sneak we playing D
I leave her stuffed at the line of scrimmage first and distance
And bar for bar they need a spot to bench it
Physical fitness back with a vengeance but I never left
Niggas drop the ball and lose it like it's sudden death
Trying the God like masturbation cause you played yourself
Trying the God like masturbation cause you, yeah
Writer: DeAngelo Edmond
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