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Dom Jonez - Philly Lyrics



Dom Jonez - Philly Lyrics




Smoke until it kill me please don't touch I kno u feel me
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from Philly

I be somewhere down north
Chillin on the steps no porch
88 drawn what for
Cuz we pushin that work no force
Green bean hot like a torch
And we keep magazines no source
I don't wanna be him I'm him
I don't wanna be bull I'm bull
Do my thing u alry ain't no if and buts or prollis
F*ckin ya bitch a hobbie backseat 3rd row where u find me
Hittin that curb no boxin drivin that bitch like it's a Johnny
If my name was get away wit it these niggas still wouldn't try me
U was huggin some but I was huggin the block
Grippin some ass I was grippin the mag
U was cuffin that bitch I was f*ckin that bitch
The difference tween us u payin the tab
Cuttin the check Bunny she f*ckin regardless
Stacking my plate no startches clips stick out like teeth ona walrus
I'm kicking her out like Martin after I dick the bitch down so flawless
She can't stay the night cuz I don't kno who she keep callin
I don't got no rap I'm ten toes and if feel lil stand offish
Like pardon the drip no faucet roll that puff and spark it

Smoke until it kill me please don't touch I kno u feel me
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from Philly
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Smoke until it kill me please don't touch I kno u feel me
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from Philly

I be somewhere down north
Chillin on the steps no porch
88 drawn what for
Cuz we pushin that work no force
Green bean hot like a torch
And we keep magazines no source
I don't wanna be him I'm him
I don't wanna be bull I'm bull
Do my thing u alry ain't no if and buts or prollis
F*ckin ya bitch a hobbie backseat 3rd row where u find me
Hittin that curb no boxin drivin that bitch like it's a Johnny
If my name was get away wit it these niggas still wouldn't try me
U was huggin some but I was huggin the block
Grippin some ass I was grippin the mag
U was cuffin that bitch I was f*ckin that bitch
The difference tween us u payin the tab
Cuttin the check Bunny she f*ckin regardless
Stacking my plate no startches clips stick out like teeth ona walrus
I'm kicking her out like Martin after I dick the bitch down so flawless
She can't stay the night cuz I don't kno who she keep callin
I don't got no rap I'm ten toes and if feel lil stand offish
Like pardon the drip no faucet roll that puff and spark it

Smoke until it kill me please don't touch I kno u feel me
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from Philly
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Writer: Dominique Jones
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Performed By: Dom Jonez
Language: English
Length: 1:35
Written by: Dominique Jones

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