43 Dynasty – Django Lyrics
Artist: 43 Dynasty
Song: Django
Hah hah hah hahhhhhh
Pulled up to the club while I’m sippin’ on wok (wooo!)
I let the Patek on my wrist do the talk (talk)
If you talking sus, then on god you’ll get shot (shot)
Your body in the trash, we’ll leave u to rot
Dumb b#tchhhh, my bands aquamarine
Now I got these hoes hooked, yeah call me Kareem (swish)
I be fishin’, parted them p#ssies like the Red Sea
One b#tch, two b#tch, all these b#tches for me
Got an AR when we touch down Will Fuller
Strapped with hella pieces on my body, no jewelеr
But my watch heavy like a Viking, with that AP
I can let you run, but I stеp back, Kyrie (over Curry)
My clip be longer than the DMV line line
Cartier on my wrist and my neck lookin fine fine
I gave her this pipe, she felt it in her spine spine
She wanted some more, but b#tch I got no time (no time!)
Bands accumulating every season, always winnin’
Diamonds glisten, haters keep on yapping but they’re going missin’
b#tch you better listen, while you keep on wishin’, I’m chillin’
My money infinite, I just have the drip, see the difference?
All profits no minus, hoes call me “your highness” (your highness)
Gucci on my chest and my feet, Kobe Bryant
24 karats on my neck, only the finest (yuh)
I feel like Django, if you f#ck with me, I’m violent (yah)
Pulled up to the club while I’m sippin’ on wok (wooo!)
I let the Patek on my wrist do the talk (talk)
If you talking sus, then on god you’ll get shot (bah bah!)
Your body in the trash, we’ll leave u to rot
Dumb b#tchhhh, my bands aquamarine
Now I got these hoes hooked, yeah call me Kareem (swish)
I be fishin’, parted them p#ssies like the Red Sea
One b#tch, two b#tch, all these b#tches for me
If you talking sh#t, I’ll make you see through (shush)
Glock extendo like octopus, you’ll be seafood (ooo)
Hoes won’t even get on their knees for you (huh)
Ay you just found out you were ugly? b#tch we knew!
Money ran up like it panicked, broke the bank like its ceramic
Crashed the whip, cost was titanic, but my wealth was like Atlantic
Hoes white and Hispanic, all that p#ss# magnetic
All the haters fanatic, cuz my vibe so dynamic
I take my chain off, now I’m really like Django
The day ain’t over, cuz I’m ballin’ like T-Mac
So even when my hoe sucked my dick in the Cadillac
I sprayed your squad with an AK propped up on her back
Pulled up to the club while I’m sippin’ on wok (wooo)
I let the Patek on my wrist do the talk (talk)
If you talking sus, then on god you’ll get shot (bah bah!)
Your body in the trash, we’ll leave u to rot
Dumb b#tchhhh, my bands aquamarine
Now I got these hoes hooked, yeah call me Kareem (swish)
I be fishin’, parted them p#ssies like the Red Sea
One b#tch two b#tch, all these b#tches for me
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh all these b#tches for meeeee
Ay ay ay woo yuh
One b#tch two b#tch
All these b#tches for me (woo!)
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From the album:
Heritage of the March Vol. 43 – The Music of Wagner and Scouton
Release Year: 2011