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Please Lyrics 42 Dugg
Please Lyrics 42 Dugg

Song:– Please

Singer:– 42 Dugg

Album:– FREE DEM BOYZ

Producer:– TyyMachine, WristyBoi & Monique Winning

Written:– Monique Winning, WristyBoi, TyyMachine & 42 Dugg

Please Lyrics 42 Dugg

[Intro]
Rollies, Patek Philippes
Free dem boys
I’m really nine and O, youngin’, catch my drift?
Opps wanna score so bad, they’ll prolly stretch my bitch

[Chorus]
I’m like, “Please, please”
Richard, Rollies, Patek Philippes
Still whip stuff, still gun shit down
Club, brought the check, fuck around and get fined
Main bitch a ten still, if I don’t wanna fuck her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I’m good now

[Verse]
I’m like, “Please, she obsessed”
Run off with a quarter, get stretched (Bah)
I bought lawyers for all of my niggas
Even though I’m rich, ain’t payin’ no ticket (At all)
Chase that bag, I’ma chase that chickеn (Yeah)
Give my last, “Bro whack that witness”
Still drop fivеs, I’ma stand on that
Hunnid grams, put a hunnid grams on that
Duggy in the ‘burbs, my fans O-D
Prolly on Dre if it ain’t on me
Young nigga got heart, shit can’t be taught
So I roll with them young niggas y’all can’t teach
Dugg, shoot, fuck school
Still get forty-six for my Blues
’21 years, nigga, when I zoom
’21 Track’, nigga, when I skrrt
Still servin’ crack, nigga, not Percs
Fifteen racks, youngin’ on go
Prolly made fifty thousand off weed
Ain’t jokin’ ’round, sellin’ like dope
‘Fore I pour out, drink favorite line done slowed out
She love Chanel with her toes out
Fuck wastin’ time, what we on now?
I’m like, “Please, please”
Might get forty-eight for these jeans
Keepin’ contacts with the fiends (C’mere)
Sprite been goin’ up like lean
I miss Woo, nigga, I miss Rece
I miss Neff, nigga, I miss Skeet
Bullets killed Lou, damn near killed me
I can’t even go and talk to his son
Life been hard, ain’t been no fun
Caught two cases, still blow my gun
Hunnid M race, after that, I quit
Coco Chanel all on my bitch
Quarter million easy, nigga, ask about me
If I ain’t had weed, then I had them houses
Check that couch, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m like, “Please, please”
Richard, Rollies, Patek Philippes
Still whip stuff, still gun shit down
Club, brought the check, fuck around and get fined
Main bitch a ten still, if I don’t wanna fuck her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I’m good now

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