Famous Dex - Spalding lyrics

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

[Famous Dex - Spalding lyrics]

Ha, Dexter (Oh man, god damn)
What, ha, ballin' (What?)
Yuh, yuh, bitch, you think
I'm Spalding, what, yuh
Ha, yuh, Dexter (A woah) woah
Woah, ha, huh (Oh man, god damn)

I be ballin' so hard
You think I'm Spalding (You what)
What, all these bitches steady callin'
(It's steady what)
Baby, bad back, I don't want
You, girl you fallin', what
Hol' on a second
(Bitch, say that shit Dexter, a yeah, a-what)

Wait, ooh, I be ballin' so hard
You think it's Spalding ballin' so hard
Your bitches wanna keep callin'
(She wanna call)
Babygirl, don't call me, I'm so busy, what
(I'm so busy, what)
I'm so busy getting money
Like a Christmas tree
Diamonds lighting up, yeah
You think it's Christmas tree (It is)
Who the fuck this boy is, he is a wannabe
Ridin' 'round town with a Glock, bitch
And I get 'em up, it's a thick wick
(It's a thick wick)
Run up on me, yeah, you get a shoot quick
Yeah, chopper knock his ass like a quick lift
(Bow, bow, bow)
I be ballin' with your bitch, she suckin'
Dick, and with me, poppin' me
And she be like "I did it"
(I did it, yeah)
Call that's my MO, we shootin', yuh
Call Bando, that's my lil' brother too, yuh
I can't fuck with all these
Niggas 'cause they fool, yuh
And I'm with my crew, yeah, what it do, yuh
I be geekin' hard off the meds, too
(Off the meds, too)
I be ballin' hard off the meds, too
(Off the meds, what?)
Bitch, I got three kids, too
(I got three kids, too)
Watch with me, watch Scooby-Doo
(That Scooby-Doo) yuh, fuck your bitch
She want some Scooby-Doo (Scooby-Doo)
Fuck your bitch, she wanna do me, too
My brother, yeah that's my brother
Shootin' at you lames, and you suckers
What, I can't trust her, I
Just wanna fuck her face, yuh
(Space, what)
And kick her out, gimme space, yuh
(Space, yeah) ooh, yeah, baby, I'm the man
And I got my number ones like
I play for Space Jam
(Oh man, god damn) Dexter
Ooh, I'm gonna keep going, yeah
Fuck your lil' bitch this year
And she talkin' 'bout some, what
Money, baby girl, you funny
Who the fuck you think I am, nah
I'm not no dummy
But I'm ridin' with a Glock, yeah new bitch
Yeah, and that bitch a-sing, yeah, real quick
(Skrrt, skrrt, skah)
Got that bitch jealous 'fore she suck dick
Ooh, she just wanna ride me
And my other stick (And my other stick)

Wait, baby, take a break (Take a break)
My wrist cost, what, 80k
(yeah, check diamonds)

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