Famous Dex - CATCH MY BREATH lyrics

Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.

[Famous Dex - CATCH MY BREATH lyrics]

Yeah, hah, bitch maserati this ho, hah
Fuck that, yeah, huh? Hah
What? yeah, hah, ooh

I keep a chopper,  you know I keep guns, huh
And that boy mean,  what? Huh
What? What? Huh, better duck, huh? Uh, uh
Fuckin' that bitch, huh, yeah
That’s a must, what? Huh
I keep a buck, huh, ooh, uh, what? yeah, ooh
Is you gon' bust? Huh? What?
Is you gon' shoot?
I catch a opp, I might shoot, hah, yeah
Bitch, at you, huh, fuckin’ that
Bitch, she your boo, hah, ooh
My money is blue, huh
Niggas so fu, you could be lame, I know
It would be true, wait, huh, hah, huh
Let me just catch my breath
Huh, I'm sippin' lean, huh
Fuckin' that bitch, she bendin' over, I
Got my team in it, huh
Ooh, we winnin', we never losin'
All these niggas actin' so goofy
Fuckin’ lil bitch, she not feelin’ her booty
Baby girl, oodies, give me
That coochie, wait, huh
Keep me a Glock for you, huh, ooh
You know I'm a shoobie
I ride with my dawgs like Scooby-Doo
You niggas so lame, you so fu
Nigga, that money ain’t comin' in blue
Hah, yeah, ooh, woah, what? What?
Huh, yeah, huh? Huh? Ooh
Baby a slut, I put my dick in her gut
She want some money, I tell her it's a must
Ooh no, huh, baby girl, you can go, huh
Baby girl, you a ho, huh, yeah
Fuckin' that bitch in the face, huh, ooh
Call me CK, I beat the case, yeah, erase
Huh, yeah, huh, hah ooh, huh, yeah
Bitch, I’m so lucky, huh
All these bitches wanna fuck me, huh
I got the money, it's on me, huh
Ooh, niggas so phony, huh
Ooh, you not my homie
Turn a nigga, yeah, right to balonga
Hah, ooh, huh, what? Huh, yeah, huh
I'm wasted, huh, ooh
Popa lil pill, I'm faded
Fuckin' lil bitch, she know that I made it
Ooh, yeah, huh, ooh huh, what? Huh, ooh
Fuckin' that bitch, I know she a slut
I put my dick in her gut hah, I'm hot, huh
Pop a lil pill, goodbye
Fuckin' lil bitch and I tell her "Goodbye"
Huh, yeah, huh, "Why?" i'll see you later
Middle fingers, yes, to all my haters
I keep me a Glock for all my opps
Run up on me, yeah
I'm shootin' shots, huh, huh
I'm from Chicago
All these bitches, yeah, they go, hah
I put my dick in her throat, hah, ooh
She want some more, hah, what?
She want some more, hah, ooh
Fuck on the floor, hah
Nah, just fuck on the bed
Baby girl, yes, eat me in here
I don't want pussy, that pussy be dead, hah
Yeah, pussy be ran through, huh, yeah
All my niggas ride with me
I ain't from Scooby-Doo
Hah, yeah, huh, what? Huh
And I be high, pills, huh
And I be high, for real, huh
That boy is not in the field
Yeah, hah, yeah, bitch, hah
Run up on me, you know I'ma shoot
My niggas be hang out the roof, hah
Yeah, what? Hah, ooh
Fuck the lil bitch, I know she a slut
I put my dick, yeah, right in her gut
Huh, yeah, huh, ooh huh, yeah, huh, ooh
She want a pic, I give that bitch dick
Hah, ooh, for the flick huh, hah, huh, ooh
Huh, what? Huh, yeah
I get the money, it's a must
‘Member the days I was ridin'
The bus, bitch, huh, yeah

Fuck you talkin' bout, nigga? I told you
‘member them days I was ridin' on the bus?
Now I'm in Lamborghini truck
Fuck you talkin' bout?
Hah, 2020 shit, ya dig? Hah, suck my dick
Huh, dig

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