DJ Durel - Sorry lyrics

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DJ Durel - Sorry lyrics

[Verse 1] Brand new money, brand new house A little extra show money dough bought the loft My b**h big ol' a** the only thing soft Bin osama with burglary because I never got caught Come my shows my money you in the creep no Dawson I can spit 3:16 like Steve Austin Throwing up big Bs like I play for Boston Smoke more weed than a hippy and it cost me A whole lot of money but Chiefin I cannot stop it A lot of n***as funny and beefing bout these thot b**hes My Spanish b**h she talk a lil English so yes she got it Free Bobby Shmurda last week I caught a body Told that b**h to get on top and ride like a Ducati Pit them on blast and let them know a n***a copy I love my head sloppy, shawty like to party The monster come out of her when she on them narcotics Shawty had no neck so I had to let Shiy hit It's all about respect Aretha Franklin to disregard this Im sorry, sorry, sorry I'm sorry, promise baby it'll never happen again, I'm sorry I've been on the road got no time to spend but I'm sorry I swear to God that I'll never do it again girl I'm sorry I'm on my knees right now asking you to accept my apology [jkeem: Talking] Aye look man, I apologise So right now what I want you to do is Just hear me out Please. Listen [Verse 2] Sorry for them times that I cheated And I'm, sorry for them times I weren't there when you needed me Sorry for the times I neglect you But I didn't wanna hurt your feelings no you were the reason I kept you locked down like I'm defence I was selfish didn't want nobody else to see ya Bout her a ring and she was speechless Told her if we break up she can still keep it Even though she got that wet I still leave her Better yet water, should have named her Fiji R.I.P Mario I know this not no game but I might throw that green like my middle name Luigi The objective of the day to be real I'm the motherf**ing teacher Mmm, shut down the mall every city I go make sure security beefed up Better join us can't beat us It ain't over 'til the fat lady sing Plus I'm hard to get off like a fat lady ring How you a big dog when a cat make you scream? I be calling calls like a new Jack city Call me nino brown I am new Jack city Ask your friend i was in that new black Bentley Pilgrim fresh like everyday Thanksgiving n***as think I am rich as f** cos I'm living Yeah I got a lil money tryna get close to a billion f** up my first onion then started breaking in buildings Came home with a 50 told mama imma get it just believe in my, I Got something to do, got something to prove I swear that god that I, am gon' be the best and do whatever it takes I swear to god my n***a that I, I, I I swear to god my n***a that I, I, I am jkeem baby..