Don Q - Don Season lyrics

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Don Q - Don Season lyrics

(Don Cannon) Intro: You see, don season is the best season Ive seen 73-9. But I like 72-10 better... We STAY on that bull-sh**. (haahaha) (Don Q) Verse 1: Dont run into danger Trust me that money will change ya It turned the b**hes to groupies It turned your brothers to strangers (go) I had to hustle for paper I never studied a major (nah) On ice I'm skating through NY, I feel like I'm one of the rangers Drugs in the streets it ruined me Times we were running from truancy (truancy) I can not wait till it's you and me (you n me) I'm puttin' your face on a eulogy (grrrraat) N*ggas that just went to school with me (what) All of a sudden been cool with me (haaa) Now tell me, what would you do for me? (what) You're plottin and plannin on using me Man, all of this f** sh** is new to me (new to me) I spent a milli on j**elry I gotta watch for the foolery I got a Glock for the funeral (blat) More money n*gga, more problems More money n*gga, more commas To my old hoes, I got old timers If it ain't a milli then you won't sign us (noo) We made it here with no co-signers Im trynna pop like I'm Flo-rida (flo-rida) West coast in the low rider Get low before the folks find us (ya ya) I put the work in the pot I make her twerk to [?] I'm tired of hearin about what you gon' do to them n***as So is you gunna merk 'em or not? Circle the block My shooters ask me the time I tell em murder o'clock He just gon' shoot up the curb till he drop f** it, that p**y deserve what he got They all on me now man the nerve of these thots I think them b**hes just heard what he got Leave a bag at the dealer then swerve out the lot I pa** on that liquor just syrup on the rocks (ya ya) (Don Cannon) (interlude) Yall still worried about who the best is? but we breed champions...highbridge don cannon...we can go bar for bar or money for money... you just tell me what you wanna put up... I got everything on this... DON SEASON!!! (Don Q) Verse 2: They played in the game while I played the bench I had to wait on my day to vent Look at them n*ggas that came and went Its funny now, I'm the main event 45 by my shorty side She gon' let it go, she do more than ride You come to my hood where im glorified By the k**as that leave n***as horrified Stackin my paper, im organized Broke n*ggas can't afford to die I do the supreme to the Jordan five I see success in my daughter's eyes We hit the street with that bobby brown Then we chop it down Then go out of town My money too big for a wallet now I could teach you the game n*gga jot it down My b**h on chanelle business Blowin me up got my cell clickin Different options, I could sell b**hes 'Cause i always knew I would do well pimpin' Smokin on Gee, it just smell different We copped a pound on the mail send it I got a b**h and she pale skinnin' That will f** a n*gga on the jail visit (woah) I make her cook in a dirty kitchen I remember back I had a blurry vision In the strip club, I threw a birkin in it You could ask your b**h, she was workin in it Diamonds dancin they be t**n in it Own a rolls I put 30 in it Walk through i need like 3K and we only stay for like 30 minutes (HAA) Everyday I got new friends They like "hi you" , I'm like who them? Got a new crib from the label Or if you cook and you clean you could move in They say lies strech and the truth bends I'm in the projects with a blue benz You know how I flex? I put the roof in I just left my ex and f**ed two twinz.. (woah woah woah)