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Ding Dong

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Lyricist : EINK

Composer : EINK

Mingjian:

Another one

We gonna make another one

Ladies wanna jump when they hear 4 skin on the song

Dodging my responsibilities like Ping Pong

Shift in the toilet like King Kong

Make a sound like Ching Chong

Never take advise

I'm that kinda guy

I just wanna die

I be stealing phones at the function people wanna cry

But I'll always give them back

They thought I was Jesus Christ

On god

Smoking crap in the parking lot

On god

Jerking off in the closet

On god

I’ll be talking lot of shit behind my boss

That’s just how we roll

4 skin making money on the low

Day job washing dishes night time rapping for the lord

grade A when I do shit don’t care how much I scored

Hella smart like I know 2 plus 2 is four

Lately lot of homeless people here

I gotta lock the door

EINK:

I gotta lock the door and double check it while I'm out

Keep the family business well protected in the house

Nothing else chilling with homeboy Mingjian in Stanley lounge

Represent my hometown

That's a name you can't even pronounce

When I make it out here I'mma park my corvette next to Porsche

Got shift done then we escort

tell em no one came before

I'm sniffing vitamin

Inhaling nitrogen

By the look they thought I'm Italian

Next time I'mma feature with Megan Thee Stallion

I gotta use vpns just to go through all my DMs

Posting by the PMs in Chicago it's the AM

Watching CNN

I made it to the list

Cuz Dean was counting me in

I'mma be here every season

Looking decent

On god

Smoking crap in the parking lot

On god

Jerking off in the closet

On god

I'll be talking lot of shit behind my boss

That's just how we roll

Sony:

a young commie brother getting bullied by the hoes

Real soldier in the trenches you can't fake this gold

Only time I fold is when I be folding up all my clothes

Wander around my village and make fun of the poor

Eat the neighbors cat because I'm bored

Eating only leftovers cause mama can't cook no mo

Sleeping on the streets of Saigon till I flip this pack

Cutting up all my plans and I run it back

Too much money coming in I can't count fast enough

Don't know how taxes work I might get busted up

In my system got me tweaking up

Order me a pound of math but a nigga got set right up

By the law

The law

Yeah

Ding Dong par EINK - Paroles et Couvertures