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42 Dugg – SpinDatBac Lyrics

42 Dugg SpinDatBac Lyrics

Turn me up

This for all my thugs who ain’t heard me in a minute
Like, ten M’s comin’, when I get it, I’ma split it
This for all my killers, this for all my dogs
This for all my n*** I just left behind that wall
I’m back fuckin’ with rods, n**, I heard you got ’em cheap
I’m doin’ this shit for y’all, all my lil’ ones on the East
I should be preachin’ peace, but you know how I get
Soon as a n** slip, I’ma throw some in his shit
It’s like four somethin’ in this bitch, guess who paid for all the blicks
As fast as I make it home, I’ma start back gettin’ busy
Told my lawyer, “Go and get him, got a quarter on it, cash”
And I’ll be in the burbs, still a thump a n** ass
Bring my pipe and get a mask, watch me fap cuz
You’d be surprised how many n*** wanna whack Dugg
Trap jumpin’, yeah, n**, and I rap good
I’ma stand on n***, Gotti till they catch up
Ask twelve, “Is it easy tryna catch us?”
I brought my Lamb’ truck yellow, but it’s matte black
All that actin’ like you special, here go five racks
I wanna fuck, boo, and I ain’t only get the cash, I bought the trucks too
My bitch got on buffs too, like it’s a “Us” thang
My watch almost three hundred thousand, n**, fuck chains
I just had a Russ game, yeah, bricks
How you feel ’bout cuz? Yeah, bitch

Still be on the six with it, young rich n**
Goin’ broke over a hoe, I’m finna fix n***
I don’t wanna rap with ’em, they can’t get a pic with me
Say my name another time, I’m goin’ big shit
And doggie this is big business, where yo’ whip at?
I never know, n**, where yo’ bitch at?
I ain’t with the chit chat, that’s how I’ma get back
I tote somethin’ with a kick back, my Cartier, better miss that
Uh, ’cause you know how I get
4’s over everything, you know who I’m with
Miss me with them petty games, bae, you know I’m rich
I should tip somethin’, naw, trick on ’em

Don’t think you caught us slippin’, my bitch keep a blick on her
I still be in the trenches with nothin’ but paper and sticks on me, yeah
Spin that ‘Cat, spin that Track
What else? Duh
If you ain’t leave it empty, tell your driver spin that back, yeah
Spin that Hummer, spin that Tange
He still where I left ’em so I know I did my thang, yeah
Spin that ‘Cat, n**, spin that Track
If you ain’t leave it empty, tell your driver spin that back