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Dial.Up Video (MV)




Performed By: LNS Masu & Yung Lasagna
Length: 3:06
Written by: Adnan Benedict




LNS Masu & Yung Lasagna - Dial.Up Lyrics
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Yeah I ain't f*ckin with no frontin boy
Take him out and hit a lick I get it bussin boy
You claim you bout it claim you with it but you can't avoid
Pop a Xanny put him on I got some extra noise
He slowin down I call it dial up
I'm ridin up
Death awaitin imma tie him up
And cut him up
I'm addicted to the horror shit
An extra clip
Dancin with the devil next to me
I'm testin it
Dirty choppa finna blow you down
Can't take my crown
All these niggas wanna take me down
I'm fadin out
Perky got me feelin faded now
I'm jaded now
Bumpin to the beats I beat it up
Then bring it out
Thottie pull up just to f*ck me now
I kick her out
Only trying to make the money now
That extra clout
She be riding for the team again
Don't ask me how
Hatin on me you a problem then
I'll take you out
Dirty dancin she be actin
Hit the back and get it crackin
Spend the money get it packin
Steal your soul I feel ecstatic
Poppin molly ball like Madden
Ball like Steph I'm shootin baskets
F*ck me good until I'm tired
Get you slumpin then you lackin aye
Yeah I ain't f*ckin with no frontin boy
Take him out and hit a lick I get it bussin boy
You claim you bout it claim you with it but you can't avoid
Pop a Xanny put him on I got some extra noise
He slowin down I call it dial up
I'm ridin up
Death awaitin imma tie him up
And cut him up
I'm addicted to the horror shit
An extra clip
Dancin with the devil next to me
I'm testin it
Imma get it back up on my shit
You know I'm boutta go
Percocet gon' numb me
Drop a couple fishies in my Coke
I don't ask for much but
I'm still out here rockin every show
Dirty 30 ratchet blastin at ya
Glock gon' take your soul
Imma keep my nina on me
For the opps and dirty hoes
No you never gonna touch me
Cuz the gang stay with the poles
Only do it for the family
We rockin every show
I'm addicted to this music
So you know i had to show
Dirty dancin she betrayin
Pass away cuz she be playin
Pop an X she get deranged and
I ain't playin none these games
So why you speakin on my name
I might just hit you in the brain
Last thing that you'll hear is bang
Your body bleedin in the rain
Yeah I ain't f*ckin with no frontin boy
Take him out and hit a lick I get it bussin boy
You claim you bout it claim you with it but you can't avoid
Pop a Xanny put him on I got some extra noise
He slowin down I call it dial up
I'm ridin up
Death awaitin imma tie him up
And cut him up
I'm addicted to the horror shit
An extra clip
Dancin with the devil next to me
I'm testin it
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Yeah I ain't f*ckin with no frontin boy
Take him out and hit a lick I get it bussin boy
You claim you bout it claim you with it but you can't avoid
Pop a Xanny put him on I got some extra noise
He slowin down I call it dial up
I'm ridin up
Death awaitin imma tie him up
And cut him up
I'm addicted to the horror shit
An extra clip
Dancin with the devil next to me
I'm testin it
Dirty choppa finna blow you down
Can't take my crown
All these niggas wanna take me down
I'm fadin out
Perky got me feelin faded now
I'm jaded now
Bumpin to the beats I beat it up
Then bring it out
Thottie pull up just to f*ck me now
I kick her out
Only trying to make the money now
That extra clout
She be riding for the team again
Don't ask me how
Hatin on me you a problem then
I'll take you out
Dirty dancin she be actin
Hit the back and get it crackin
Spend the money get it packin
Steal your soul I feel ecstatic
Poppin molly ball like Madden
Ball like Steph I'm shootin baskets
F*ck me good until I'm tired
Get you slumpin then you lackin aye
Yeah I ain't f*ckin with no frontin boy
Take him out and hit a lick I get it bussin boy
You claim you bout it claim you with it but you can't avoid
Pop a Xanny put him on I got some extra noise
He slowin down I call it dial up
I'm ridin up
Death awaitin imma tie him up
And cut him up
I'm addicted to the horror shit
An extra clip
Dancin with the devil next to me
I'm testin it
Imma get it back up on my shit
You know I'm boutta go
Percocet gon' numb me
Drop a couple fishies in my Coke
I don't ask for much but
I'm still out here rockin every show
Dirty 30 ratchet blastin at ya
Glock gon' take your soul
Imma keep my nina on me
For the opps and dirty hoes
No you never gonna touch me
Cuz the gang stay with the poles
Only do it for the family
We rockin every show
I'm addicted to this music
So you know i had to show
Dirty dancin she betrayin
Pass away cuz she be playin
Pop an X she get deranged and
I ain't playin none these games
So why you speakin on my name
I might just hit you in the brain
Last thing that you'll hear is bang
Your body bleedin in the rain
Yeah I ain't f*ckin with no frontin boy
Take him out and hit a lick I get it bussin boy
You claim you bout it claim you with it but you can't avoid
Pop a Xanny put him on I got some extra noise
He slowin down I call it dial up
I'm ridin up
Death awaitin imma tie him up
And cut him up
I'm addicted to the horror shit
An extra clip
Dancin with the devil next to me
I'm testin it
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Writer: Adnan Benedict
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