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Denthead Lyrics

Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Denthead by YoungBoy Never Broke Again




Denthead
Hol' on, hol' on
Woah, woah, woah
Ah, uh, gang
Baow
(D-Roc)
Let's do it

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
b**ch, you better not step on my motherf**kin' shoes, huh
Love a b**ch, think they can play with top gun, make the news
I bought my whole f**kin' crew, they dummy, I'm tryna sink
b**ch, you gon' go

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Muscle like a steak, my Giseppe's all about blue
I'm in here, who gon' stretch me? Know my 5s lookin' at his toes
Soon as I point, know he gon' shoot, that's how he do, that be my doola
Sada boom, yeah, yeah
Soon as we gon' start this b**ch, hop out
They hatin', they better stop that sh*t, can't stop they numbers, I'm hot now
This money, got a lot of it, go tell 'em put the Top son (Top son)
Shorty wanna f**k me, say she love me
Know that I'm thuggin', I ain't goin' for nothin'
I push the button, it turn out ugly
I say "f**k it, it's a murder scene"
Thugged up and I'm screamin' "Free my cousin" on all plenty lanes

Shorty wanna chill, but I couldn't right now
I've been rollin' off them pills and I can't think right now
Let a nigga play, he gon' get-, kill 'em out the window hangin' out
We bang it out, try knock 'em out, b**ch, close your mouth, yeah

This TEC can make you hit the deck, they roll you out, yeah
Know that we grimy than a motherf**ker, f**k him, let his mama love him
Outside, we slam this stupid motherf**ker
Tryna keep us set above water, we plugged 'em
Better learn how to swim or you in trouble (b**ch, ha)
b**ch, I know what you thinkin', better not motherf**kin' play with me
Leave your brain outside, just with your head head bust up the side of the streets
All my niggas stand on business, I'd die for them, all they'll die for me

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
b**ch, you better not step on my motherf**kin' shoes, huh
Love a b**ch, think they can play with top gun, make the news
I bought my whole f**kin' crew, they dummy, I'm tryna sink
b**ch, you gon' go

Shorty wanna chill, but I couldn't right now
I've been rollin' off them pills and I can't think right now
Let a nigga play, he gon' get-, kill 'em out the window hangin' out
We bang it out, try knock 'em out, b**ch, close your mouth, yeah




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