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Dzamn Daddi Freestyle
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Dzamn Daddi
Yeah baby
They call me Young Mogul
But you could call me that
Ugghhh
Man
Slow and steady brother
Smoother then butter
I cut em'
You won't find another
Audible huddle
They cuddle undercover
Pillow mumble to these bitches
Of how they won't pop my bubble
I water hover
Shit I'm a mother fucker
Ill fuck your mother
And son you little brother
Just for nuttin
Thats how I'm cummin'
The game I smut it
All in her stomach
I bet she love it
This nut I'm busting
I'm yellow bussing these rapper niggas
Should've wrapped my dick up
Ain't wanna kid em'
The way she spit em'
Man what a sick fuck
I need a sitter
Cuz now he sit up
Bottle sippin'
Went from nipple nibbler
I don't want this shit
I slap the little jit
And pack my shit and split
My baby mother a bitch
Call social services when I dip
Man fuck them kids
Cuz I got other biz
I bought another crib
In my government
And you know she want it
To keep it a hunnid
I stay giving her money man
Fuck it he adolescent
I shoot the shit
I say less
And I show him a lesson
Man show me your left
You big headed
Put a medallion on it
Prince appointed
I'm disappointed
N shoulda aborted
Hollow tip pointed
Fucking annoying little dumb shit ugh
No shit
You ain't even ointment slick
You ain't even COVID sick
Get your check up
Make an appointment
Think you getting bitches pussy you rubbing
Many fucking times I gotta tell you
Put a rubber on it
Know you disgruntled
You over thuggin'
You under budget
Your buzz ain't budging
You throw up Bs and say you buzzin'
Your gun busting
You shitting me
You posting guns and cash in pics
You fucking stupid
I'll show you shooter my jumper wet
You stutter step
I give you buckets
I'm ten footer Steph I'm gunning
Give you a-hundred
A run for your money and chips
You lay up brick
I make a play on brick
I lived the shit you spit
Don't die from growing fatherless
I could relate shit I was raised by this rap bitch
I show you better
So get ahead
And don't get ahead of yourself
I wrestle for belt
I smash tables ladders and chairs
You sit on the shelf
You sit on the stoop
You really a fool
You screaming for help
You really a pussy
I seen it myself
You sparking this gas
I'm bad for your health
You lil bastard
Call me daddy
Call me by my name
And get your ass whipped
Go upstairs niggas outside is all laughing
Dzamn Daddi
Niggas can't see me
Fuck outta here
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Should let me love you, yeah yeah yeah
Should let me love you, yeah yeah yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yeah yeah
She get me waiting inna vain
Love that heal mi pain
If mi could bathe inna it
Mi ah dance inna red wine rain
Suh come wine fi mi
Be mi wifey
Its fi wi life see yeah
We could plant a seed
Turn it tuh a tree
Much bigga den yuh n mi
Suh nuh lef mi gyal
Mi need yuh
N yuh need mi
Mi deh yah yuh know
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
A1 like the first letter
Know I wrote it for you
Girl you know me better
Like I know you love me
I could kiss and tell it
I could write you 12 letters
Love is just a L word
& You ain’t tryna take no losses
Ls n Ws
If I lost you I could never double you
Fam is just a F word
& I know it trouble you
You question when they taking from you
Suntin relative to distant relatives
Since my cousin did me like your cousin did
I been guarded ever since
I been guarded by my sins
I been seeing guardians
Angels hairs saucing it
Rude boy
He deep rooted
Girl I’m rooting for you
Cuz I know what made you lose it
Girl you know I know the vibes is deeper then the music
You was there I needed a muse you so amusing
Feed my soul gimme the snack like Im Scooby
When Im low though I done stooped Im not stupid
Shot by Cupid
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
Yuh Mi Ongle Luva, Dem Nuh See I yeah
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TruRebel Migs New York, New York
TruRebel Migs’ style is a timeless poetic mixture of clever wordplay, complex rhyme scheme and barrages of double and triple entendre served on a platter melodically. He is also the founder and C.E.O. of TruRebels™️, a Multi-purpose company and organization that propagates it’s messages to the masses through music and fashion as well as other forms of visual art. ... more
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