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Lyrics P Money, Little Dee - Bar 4 Bar

Yuh, I don't promote no violence but
When I saw a man's girl jook twice then cut
Look, she sucks better than a dyson dice
I was bussin it around them bison cuz
You know me, you know I don't hide from much
Man only answer for the wife and cub

Gotta phone me back babe I'm driving love
'cause if I get pulled they might find some stuff
I Got a room full of bars like a man's in a march
Got a phone full of texts from gal from the past
I Got dealt some cards and now I'm playing with hearts
Still beat ?
That's a liberty, phone up Paris in France like "Yo, P"
Yes, G, wagwun dawg
Ay, I swear that your still at my man's yard
? met my man's marge

Yo, me and Dee back to back that's mad
Me and P back to back that's cold
lyric for lyric on track that's mad
Bar for bar round em up that's cold
They ain't us they ain't real life bros
They ain't us they ain't fear from road
They ain't us they ain't real life bros
They ain't us they don't want no smoke 

Alright, lets do this flow what you think bro?
Mad wavy, tsunami that'd sink boats
Like tidal but it's not J's ting though
Count numbers but I never played bingo
Live and direct whenever mans involved
Grime and rap you know I got fans in bulk
If a man wanna bread get tanned then toast
Anytime I link girl I get bangs and blows

Or it's blows and bangs in the back of the whip
I just bust em all and drive back to the bits
'cause five hours ago I said back in a bit
but I'm flyin' in the ends and I'm ?
Man mash twice I got her a cab and then kicks
From young little thugs been rattlin' chicks
Man had girls in the ends braggin and shit
You know girls love when I get langered and pissed

Yo, me and Dee back to back that's mad
Me and P back to back that's cold
lyric for lyric on track that's mad
Bar for bar round em up that's cold
They ain't us they ain't real life bros
They ain't us they ain't fear from road
They ain't us they ain't real life bros
They ain't us they don't want no smoke