EPIDEMIC Lyrics DC The Don | Come as You Are

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EPIDEMIC Song Lyrics

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EPIDEMIC Lyrics DC The Don
EPIDEMIC Lyrics DC The Don

Song:– EPIDEMIC

Singer:– DC The Don

Album:– Come as You Are

Producer:– Shòuboy & Astroboy

Written:– DC THE DON

EPIDEMIC Lyrics DC The Don

[Intro]
Astro on the beat (Ah, hahahahahah)
Run the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah and this DC
Y’already know that
What

[Chorus]
Mister that always be questionin’ me, pressin’ me
I had your main bitch undressin’ me, ayy
I don’t concern on my celly, could burn ’em
They said to say, “You need some therapy, ayy”
Six feet, turn ’em, put ’em on the tee shirt
Rock ’em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pussy ass [?] successfully, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Okay, beat his ass, that’s necessity, ayy
When I’m up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
‘Cause grouchy ass niggas, ain’t testin’ me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn’t have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Kick him out fuckin’ therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the fuck is that?
With that fuckin’ dexterity, ayy

[Verse 1]
I see ’em, I see ’em, got clarity, ayy
Knock his ass outta therapy, ayy
Are you boostin’ him up? [?], ayy
All this fruit got him runnin’ the charity, ayy
He don’t got no longevity, ayy
Doot-doot-doot-doot, comin’ in heavily, ayy
And this sound load again, leave a legacy, ayy
How you love me and hate me? That’s jealousy, ayy
I could see enemy, point ’em out, yeah, him especially, ayy (I got him)
Ooh, nigga, I can’t wait to bitch your ass
He gon’ get the best of me, ayy
Left, right, uppercut, fatality, that’s my fuckin’ specialty, ayy
Look at your swollen eyes, ben like nigga just popped some ecstasy, ayy
Okay, I cut him, I did that shit medically, ayy, yeah (Damn)
We in the South like the fuckin’ Confederacy
You niggas really ain’t got no integrity
I know you bitch really wanna have sex with me, ayy (Damn, what, what, what)
You on her phone beggin’ her for some shit
DC on my dick tellin’ me that he missin’ me

[Chorus]
Mister that always be questionin’ me, pressin’ me
I had your main bitch undressin’ me, ayy
I don’t concern on my celly, could burn ’em
They said to say, “You need some therapy, ayy”
Six feet, turn ’em, put ’em on the tee shirt
Rock ’em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pussy ass [?] successfully, ayy

[Verse 2]
I been that nigga since I was a jit
Like that lil’ nigga, like he was a bit’
He sendin’ shots, I bet that he miss
Baby, he mad, I know that he pissed
Lil’ bitty bitch, stay the fuck off my dick
You got corona, I know that you sick
I’m not a kid, I don’t want no tricks
I’m in my bag, I can’t take no pics, yeah
Big ass chopper and it’s fast with the long grip
She gon’ keep askin’ for the cash if the song hit
I like it fast, so I do the dome flip
My bitch tell slides, I’m fuckin’ my homegirl
That’s some young nigga shit, that’s some young nigga shit
YNW, feel my young nigga jit
LV artillery on my neck
It could hold a ray gun and a flamer and shit
Stop callin’ me, I’m a gamer, lil’ bitch
Cali born in this bitch, I’m a singer, lil’ bitch
Earth, Moon on my muhfuckin’ finger and shit
Got a cougar lil’ bitch, she a swinger and shit
Take off, skate, don’t linger lil’ bitch
Peanut, face, I’m feelin’ lil’ frisk’
I cut through, I’m threadin’ the needle and shit
I’m tryna make hits like The Beatles lil’ bitch

[Chorus]
Mister that always be questionin’ me, pressin’ me
I had your main bitch undressin’ me, ayy
I don’t concern on my celly, could burn ’em
They said to say, “You need some therapy, ayy”
Six feet, turn ’em, put ’em on the tee shirt
Rock ’em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pussy ass [?] successfully, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Okay, beat his ass, that’s necessity, ayy
When I’m up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
‘Cause grouchy ass niggas, ain’t testin’ me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn’t have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Kick him out fuckin’ therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the fuck is that?
With that fuckin’ dexterity, ayy

[Outro]
Nigga, Outlaw got that gas

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