YFN Lucci - We Them Dudes lyrics

(Intro) That sh** gon’ sound like the janitor comin’ Down the hallway I got no keys tho Aye, Script, yoyo! (Hook) We like foreign b**hes, we like foreign coupes These n***as boring, they need to move Nah go ‘head and let the b**hes choose Ya know they read that we them f**ing dudes We them dudes, we them dudes. we them dudes Ya know they read that we them f**ing dudes We them dudes, we them dudes. we them dudes Nah go ‘head and let the b**hes choose (Verse: Shy Glizzy) b**hes, big Glizzy, I came with the choose You can’t be round me if you ain’t gon’ shoot Anywhere you go, you know we ain’t gon’ choose Broke a** n***as, get yo a** some glue I just luv sacks, spent bout ten racks Movin’ so much weight, I got a six pack Yo b**h on my lap, don’t wanna hit that Glizzy gang liko, f** yo six shot Ain’t neva been to Detroit But I’m f**in’ hang out in Detroit Their choppa seem like Lloyd (Raaaa Raaaa) We them dudes, we them f**ing boys (Hook) (Verse 2: YFN Lucci) I’m that dude, all these chose, Michael Drews If it jammed then you through, I ain’t neva do none We got pound, we got peel, we got j**els We puttin’ race in ’em, toe it, make em benjies move In my car, stashin’ out the lot, that’s a drop I got fish scale droppin’ out the pot That’s a lot, we don’t buy, we sell Lotta clientele, bout my b**h Chanel Have my b**h a share All my n***as real, and if we get caught, n***a, we neva tell Cold on the streets, n***a You know it cold, it is cold, gotta keep heat I’m a beast, n***a, yea yea yea (Hook)