D'Shaun - Vibe II lyrics

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D'Shaun - Vibe II lyrics

[Intro] D'Shaun Da Bomb! [Verse 1: D'Shaun] Quite convinced All I need is some rentals So these women think I floss Like the son of a dentist And the dudes hate harder than They do now Looking at me wrong Nah he ain't wanna do that I hate y'all Everyone of y'all it's Dominique Yo remember me In middle school Elementary y'all make fun of my tight jeans Now look at me I said look at me I'm coming down and I'm swinging boy 100 men in all black You would think we gang banging boy But we just down to party We ain't hurt nobody (yet) I claim the whole state of Texas Please don't disrespect my set Y'all whacker than a game with a mole And a hammer and a kid wanna play some more And I'll do anything for that 25 cents And I'll do anything won't be late on the rent And you could bet I go dumb, don't make no sense Want ya see who in it so it ain't no tints I'm a young hot head So I made that vent Call me Kinko, I'm only here for the print She only say she love me when I... Never mind Another time Another rhyme Another sound Here's another sign I'm gods son And I'm coming down But she said [Verse 2: D'Shaun] Yo yo I'm Frodo Only in it for that ring, boy And you'll think I'm an A&R Only holler if she look like she sing, boy Even if she can't when I take that pic Man I bet ya gone wonder Uh who is this? That's my whole life When you're destined Never made enough for Alexis So I hopped back in that Kia, now driving towards my blessings Holup I just left that 2-81 713 that 832 Just touchdown in that 2-10 Just enough time to enroll for school I set the mood Play the fool Take the loot Hate me dude I hate you too I hate the bull Matador Talk the noise That's the door Out in public I don't know her Hit the blood Bloody horror Only score Score score Score Some more You ain't scoring Roy Hibbert Talk is cheap I ain't tripping They say I be on that bull Well I'm MJ, Trey Pippen Ice skates I ain't slipping Party life I ain't missing Tom Cruise I'm on a mission You washed up Like dishes Married to the game She my Misses Yo girl blowing me Hershey kisses Leave them boys Swimming with the fishes She with you but I got just what she missing, uh