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MUDDY MUDDY

Album cover art for "MUDDY MUDDY" by D RELL & HoodRichBape

D RELL & HoodRichBape - Rap

MUDDY MUDDY

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October 11, 2018.

Lyrics

[Intro: D RELL/ *Misunderstood Bandit*] Aye *D Rell on the track, yadigg* [Hook : D RELL] I tell a bitch she a groupie, ooh I stay around and go stupid. ooh 3 bad bitches, no cubic, aye Yeah I'm from the trap, not downtown, nah I stay on froze and I'm baggin' yo bitch She got a cold and she packing to leave You a lil' bitch tryna drag on the beef I get the bag, u ain't never had it Put it on God, used to never have it Come in the trap, is a hood palace Like royalty bitch, 'cuz I got gold Tell bro, get my roll-ups, I ain't that old Take my bitch, to Dubai, get a camel Not no cigarettes Yeah I'm too flexed up, not to gamble Look at my ice it's bedazzled, aye [Verse 1: D RELL] Wash down through the money Got the bust down lookin honey That's that VVS lil honey Bitch my cup be stayin muddy I don't think u understand me Make the bands jus like it's magic I ain't talkin bout no trappin Yeah u want that ice I have it, aye I got muddy muddy aye Hope this blunt jus numb it aye Only sleep w muddy, ooh I sleep w my money, aye Hold my cup don't kick it, nah Tell dat bitch she trippin, aye Iced out on my mama She want me away from drama, ooh Okay, I still flex Tryna get another check Yeah I'm tryna wait till I got nobody to rep the set I still don't owe none of you bitches I don't know none of you broads I don't owe on none of you bitches I don't owe you broads, aye [Hook : D RELL] I tell a bitch she a groupie, ooh I stay around and go stupid. ooh 3 bad bitches, no cubic, aye Yeah I'm from the trap, not downtown, nah I stay on froze and I'm baggin' yo bitch She got a cold and she packing to leave You a lil' bitch tryna drag on the beef I get the bag, u ain't never had it Put it on God, used to never have it Come in the trap, is a hood palace Like royalty bitch, 'cuz I got gold Tell bro, get my roll-ups, I ain't that old Take my bitch, to Dubai, get a camel Not no cigarettes Yeah I'm too flexed up, not to gamble Look at my ice it's bedazzled, aye [Verse 2: 703BAPE] Aye, uh, little bitch, yo It's me, and D Rell, aye Yuh, choppa with the strap Send you straight to hell, nah nah Aye, loaded clips with the big shells, nah My pack green like Perfect Cell Aye, pushin' nic got a clientele The money blue and green if you can't tell And know shawty a fiend, for the intel Whole gang gonna hit, like it's resell Aye On the block, yuh it's 703Bape, aye Number one, yeah it's no debate, nah nah Everyday, yeah we gettin' paid, uh Big clout start my own parade, aye Hungry for the bag bitch I can't wait Aye Eating up these beats like it's a full plate 'Boutta know me from downtown to upstate Means I'm up next, if you need a translate [Hook : D RELL] I tell a bitch she a groupie, ooh I stay around and go stupid. ooh 3 bad bitches, no cubic, aye Yeah I'm from the trap, not downtown, nah I stay on froze and I'm baggin' yo bitch She got a cold and she packing to leave You a lil' bitch tryna drag on the beef I get the bag, u ain't never had it Put it on God, used to never have it Come in the trap, is a hood palace Like royalty bitch, 'cuz I got gold Tell bro, get my roll-ups, I ain't that old Take my bitch, to Dubai, get a camel Not no cigarettes Yeah I'm too flexed up, not to gamble Look at my ice it's bedazzled, aye [Outro: Misunderstood Bandit] D Rell on the track, yadigg

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  • D RELL