Damedot - Walking lyrics
[Damedot - Walking lyrics]
In other words, by walking
I'm not standing still
By walking, it mean I'm moving forward
May be slow, but I'm moving
But walking also mean I'm going somewhere
Y'all don't like me tonight
But walking also mean I'm leaving
Some folk behind me
Everything expensive
It's one hell of a life that I'm livin'
I could fit a whole living
Room in the kitchen
If he play foul when he spike
We gon' blitz him
My plug gotta be Master P, it ain't no limit
I can tell you fresh in
The field 'cause you timid
You can tell I'm fresh in the field
I'm in Givenchy i don't wanna share my
Heart with you, bitch, i'm stingy
My shirt Off White, nigga, yours dingy
I can see the game clear, I'm a floor-seater
Baby, this a coupe, huh, not a four-seater
Opps just got whacked, time to pour a liter
The head ain't shit
But the pussy been pressure
She get me in private, I'ma bench press her
All designer shoes, I'm a big stepper
I'll throw some shit at your porch
Not a newspaper tell the truth
It's hard to find a nigga similar
You only get one shot like a Dillinger
I'll get to passin' racks
Out like a stimulus
You took your cheese and bought a gun, boy
You still a bitch
Keep your ho from 'round me
I be stealin' shit
Your nigga watch my page
He be stealin' drip
You take hoes out of town
I just be hittin' shit ksubi jeans
Got your favorite rapper kit in it
She gon' fuck for some light shit
We both grown
She know I'm on like a light switch
I'll get a nigga put on
Ice like some white sticks
Gotta follow up on the shot
'cause you might miss
See, everybody that started with you
It was not designed for them to stay
You tryna carry somebody with you
That's tryna carry you down
Bird's eye view, I can see the city
Put the buffs on, now I see the envy
I ain't gotta go to no farm
Just to see some chicken
Dog walked out the pharm'
Now we pourin' Trizzy
I just put a drum on a Drizzy
I just put the dick in her kidney
Put Fent' in the Bobby
We don't touch the Whitney
I can't leave the bar 'til my pockets empty
I'm tryna see some coochie
I don't wanna hear your life story
Three hundred bucks for a light quarter
Get my bitch in West V pregnant
Have a white daughter
E-class stones look like ice water
Two hundred racks, that's some light shit
Big stones in the watch look like ice chips
I'll get a nigga put on
Ice like some white sticks
Gotta follow up with the shot
'cause you might miss, nigga
I'm not standing still
By walking, it mean I'm moving forward
May be slow, but I'm moving
But walking also mean I'm going somewhere
Y'all don't like me tonight
But walking also mean I'm leaving
Some folk behind me
Everything expensive
It's one hell of a life that I'm livin'
I could fit a whole living
Room in the kitchen
If he play foul when he spike
We gon' blitz him
My plug gotta be Master P, it ain't no limit
I can tell you fresh in
The field 'cause you timid
You can tell I'm fresh in the field
I'm in Givenchy i don't wanna share my
Heart with you, bitch, i'm stingy
My shirt Off White, nigga, yours dingy
I can see the game clear, I'm a floor-seater
Baby, this a coupe, huh, not a four-seater
Opps just got whacked, time to pour a liter
The head ain't shit
But the pussy been pressure
She get me in private, I'ma bench press her
All designer shoes, I'm a big stepper
I'll throw some shit at your porch
Not a newspaper tell the truth
It's hard to find a nigga similar
You only get one shot like a Dillinger
I'll get to passin' racks
Out like a stimulus
You took your cheese and bought a gun, boy
You still a bitch
Keep your ho from 'round me
I be stealin' shit
Your nigga watch my page
He be stealin' drip
You take hoes out of town
I just be hittin' shit ksubi jeans
Got your favorite rapper kit in it
She gon' fuck for some light shit
We both grown
She know I'm on like a light switch
I'll get a nigga put on
Ice like some white sticks
Gotta follow up on the shot
'cause you might miss
See, everybody that started with you
It was not designed for them to stay
You tryna carry somebody with you
That's tryna carry you down
Bird's eye view, I can see the city
Put the buffs on, now I see the envy
I ain't gotta go to no farm
Just to see some chicken
Dog walked out the pharm'
Now we pourin' Trizzy
I just put a drum on a Drizzy
I just put the dick in her kidney
Put Fent' in the Bobby
We don't touch the Whitney
I can't leave the bar 'til my pockets empty
I'm tryna see some coochie
I don't wanna hear your life story
Three hundred bucks for a light quarter
Get my bitch in West V pregnant
Have a white daughter
E-class stones look like ice water
Two hundred racks, that's some light shit
Big stones in the watch look like ice chips
I'll get a nigga put on
Ice like some white sticks
Gotta follow up with the shot
'cause you might miss, nigga