Devin The Dude - Still Comin' lyrics
[Devin The Dude - Still Comin' lyrics]
Take a seat, that nigga D is at your service
I never get nervous unless I'm
Wondering where the herb is
I don't sell but I purchase
I try to find the finest
Nowadays the weed will have you
Way behind the minus
I'm not really highly paid but
They say I'm best braided
Still wreck the show even though I get faded
Have I made it? Naw
But the game is not final
Devin still comin wit his thang
Up in ya spinal i know niggas gon talk and
The bitches gon gossip
But, I keep rockin til a nigga make a profit
They can't stop it with the rumors
Cuz the Dude make albums
If you don't cut the cheque suck
A dick you can't have'em
You gotta get yours, they gon get theirs
Get some money in your hands just
In case the plan fails
Cuz once you in you in, you can't bail
You know what gotta get what you can get and
Make it swell and blow up like that
I write a verse, do a song, sing a ringtone
Anything to keep you on my dingaling bone
D is in the house and I
Don't think that he is leaving
Cuz he's over in the
Corner marijuana swissa sweetin
And he's feeding hoes dick
Like he does everyday
The peach fuzz on his nuts
Now long in the gray
Say what you wanna say you're
Only old as you feel
B-boy took my soul and I can still win deal
And I can still send chills thru yo body
I take it out then wipe it off and I'm audi
Then I'm back again
The motor hot still hummin
20 years and runnin yeah
The nigga still comin like that
I never get nervous unless I'm
Wondering where the herb is
I don't sell but I purchase
I try to find the finest
Nowadays the weed will have you
Way behind the minus
I'm not really highly paid but
They say I'm best braided
Still wreck the show even though I get faded
Have I made it? Naw
But the game is not final
Devin still comin wit his thang
Up in ya spinal i know niggas gon talk and
The bitches gon gossip
But, I keep rockin til a nigga make a profit
They can't stop it with the rumors
Cuz the Dude make albums
If you don't cut the cheque suck
A dick you can't have'em
You gotta get yours, they gon get theirs
Get some money in your hands just
In case the plan fails
Cuz once you in you in, you can't bail
You know what gotta get what you can get and
Make it swell and blow up like that
I write a verse, do a song, sing a ringtone
Anything to keep you on my dingaling bone
D is in the house and I
Don't think that he is leaving
Cuz he's over in the
Corner marijuana swissa sweetin
And he's feeding hoes dick
Like he does everyday
The peach fuzz on his nuts
Now long in the gray
Say what you wanna say you're
Only old as you feel
B-boy took my soul and I can still win deal
And I can still send chills thru yo body
I take it out then wipe it off and I'm audi
Then I'm back again
The motor hot still hummin
20 years and runnin yeah
The nigga still comin like that