Don Dada (Explicit)

Don Dada (Explicit) - Cakes Da Killa/Proper Villains

Lyrics by：Rashard Caliel Bradshaw

Composed by：Jonathan Shulman

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I fill the net pink lace on the gucc' boots

Smellin' good with a stanky attitude

This a thirst quencher your lips on the boots

Tell me how you trynna get all the goods with no juice

Diva puffin' sativa

Full grown a bad b***h a keeper

Dark skin a savage a reaper

This is my house that's word to latifah

Hit the double take I've been great and still cakes

Miss problem ain't you you've been late

No phonies no biters no fakes

I'mma blow a kiss to these hoes f**k the handshake

Shawty's been the truth that's me with the scoop

I'm a real terrorist tic-tic with the boom

All these scallywags in drags want to loot

Recognize a don dada when you hear them in the booth

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

Might've f**ked your mans

I would never f**k you

Little kitty keep a cutie alley cat is in the room

Trade around my way up the stoop

Now he knockin' off of zooms skinny dippin' in the pool

Ooh lifesaver hey what's your flavor

Got a taser that cut like the razor

This the kiss of death a tongue you will savor

Moving so precise that their hands on malaysia

Drip in any weather you hoes far from clever

There's a foot on vendetta kronk pull the lever

Pick your rhyme schemes they not me I've been better

Flow softer than marshmallows and goose feathers

Want my spot can't fill my quota

Pop my s**t from off the sofa

All you dick riders on my body like vultures

You did it for the clout

I did it for the culture

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

I'm trynna get pipe

Put the call in to the plumber

Inches from an eight that's word to bugz gutta

I only say it once a bad b***h never stutter

I don't play with little kids

Little n***a get your mother

Got no time for subs got no time for wasting

Heard you got the virus no time for tasting

Chillin' in my crop top more room for basting

A bad b***h if you don't know my reputation

Trynna run 'em up tight p***y in the summer

Gotta keep it real so you never gotta wonder

Do it like kim jump off from a hummer

Don't confuse with me no others

'Cause I'm all about my numbers

Get check feet check good box

Safe bet your ship eject

That's a f**king reject

We are not the same

You ain't f**king with my intellect

So your best bet is just to keep

It on the internet

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

Don diva lips got a seizure

Don dada spit like the ether

So naughty team

Once you leave her you will try to keep her

Don dada spit like the ether

Don diva lips got a seizure

Overseas just get off the visa

Trynna free cut you will gotta eat her

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada

See you the don dada

You the don dada