42 Dugg - SpinDatBac lyrics
42 Dugg [Dion Marquise Hayes] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[42 Dugg - SpinDatBac lyrics]
You know? (Tst) turn me up
This for all my thugs who ain't
Heard me in a minute
Like, ten M's comin', when I get it
I'ma split it
This for all my killers, this for all my dogs
This for all my niggas that I
Just left behind that wall
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I'm back fuckin' with raw, nigga
I heard you got 'em cheap
I'm doin' this shit for y'all
All my lil' ones on the East
I should be preachin' peace
But, you know how I get soon as a nigga slip
I'ma throw somethin' in his shit
It's like four somethin' in this bitch
Guess who paid for all the blickys
If Spaz don't make it home
I'ma start back gettin' busy
Told my lawyer, "Go and get him"
Got a quarter on it, cash
(Cash) shit, I be in the 'burbs
Still'll thump a nigga ass
Bring my pipe and get a mask
Watch me fap cuz you'd be surprised how many
Niggas wanna whack Dugg (Fuck 'em)
Trap jumpin', yeah, nigga, and I rap good
I'ma stand on niggas
Gotti 'til they catch up
Ask twelve is it easy tryna catch us?
I brought my Lamb' truck yellow
But, it's matte black
All that actin' like you special
Here go five racks, yeah
I wanna fuck, boo (Duh)
And I ain't only get the cash
I bought the trucks too, yeah
My bitch got on Buffs too, like
It's a "Us" thing (Thing)
My watch almost three
Hundred thousand, nigga, fuck chains
I just had a Russ game, yeah, bricks
How you feel 'bout cuz? yeah, bitch
Still be on the 6 with it, yeah
Young rich nigga, yeah
Goin' broke over a ho? I'ma finna fix niggas
I don't wanna rap with 'em
They can't get a pic' with me
Say my name another time, I'm goin' big shit
And doggie, this is big business
Where yo' whip at? (Whip it)
I'll never know, nigga, where yo' bitch at?
I ain't with the chit chat
That's how I'ma get back
I tote somethin' with a kickback
My Cartier better miss that
Mm, 'cause you know how I get it
Fours over everything, you know who I'm with
(Bitch)
Miss me with them petty games, bae, you know
I'm rich
I should tip somethin', nah, trick on him
Don't think you caught us slippin'
My bitch keep a blick on her
I still be in the trenches with nothin'
But pape' and sticks on me, yeah
Spin that 'Cat
(What else?) spin that Track, duh
If you ain't leave it empty, tell
Your driver spin that back, yeah
Spin that Hummer, spin that Range
He still where I left 'em, so
I know I did my thing, yeah
Spin that 'Cat, nigga, spin that Track
If you ain't leave it empty
Tell your driver spin it back
(Duh, duh, duh, duh)
D caught RIP maz
This for all my thugs who ain't
Heard me in a minute
Like, ten M's comin', when I get it
I'ma split it
This for all my killers, this for all my dogs
This for all my niggas that I
Just left behind that wall
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I'm back fuckin' with raw, nigga
I heard you got 'em cheap
I'm doin' this shit for y'all
All my lil' ones on the East
I should be preachin' peace
But, you know how I get soon as a nigga slip
I'ma throw somethin' in his shit
It's like four somethin' in this bitch
Guess who paid for all the blickys
If Spaz don't make it home
I'ma start back gettin' busy
Told my lawyer, "Go and get him"
Got a quarter on it, cash
(Cash) shit, I be in the 'burbs
Still'll thump a nigga ass
Bring my pipe and get a mask
Watch me fap cuz you'd be surprised how many
Niggas wanna whack Dugg (Fuck 'em)
Trap jumpin', yeah, nigga, and I rap good
I'ma stand on niggas
Gotti 'til they catch up
Ask twelve is it easy tryna catch us?
I brought my Lamb' truck yellow
But, it's matte black
All that actin' like you special
Here go five racks, yeah
I wanna fuck, boo (Duh)
And I ain't only get the cash
I bought the trucks too, yeah
My bitch got on Buffs too, like
It's a "Us" thing (Thing)
My watch almost three
Hundred thousand, nigga, fuck chains
I just had a Russ game, yeah, bricks
How you feel 'bout cuz? yeah, bitch
Still be on the 6 with it, yeah
Young rich nigga, yeah
Goin' broke over a ho? I'ma finna fix niggas
I don't wanna rap with 'em
They can't get a pic' with me
Say my name another time, I'm goin' big shit
And doggie, this is big business
Where yo' whip at? (Whip it)
I'll never know, nigga, where yo' bitch at?
I ain't with the chit chat
That's how I'ma get back
I tote somethin' with a kickback
My Cartier better miss that
Mm, 'cause you know how I get it
Fours over everything, you know who I'm with
(Bitch)
Miss me with them petty games, bae, you know
I'm rich
I should tip somethin', nah, trick on him
Don't think you caught us slippin'
My bitch keep a blick on her
I still be in the trenches with nothin'
But pape' and sticks on me, yeah
Spin that 'Cat
(What else?) spin that Track, duh
If you ain't leave it empty, tell
Your driver spin that back, yeah
Spin that Hummer, spin that Range
He still where I left 'em, so
I know I did my thing, yeah
Spin that 'Cat, nigga, spin that Track
If you ain't leave it empty
Tell your driver spin it back
(Duh, duh, duh, duh)
D caught RIP maz