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Dashous Clayy - Vegas To Dubai feat Adrean Black

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〈Intro: Adrean Black〉
Oh Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh no Oh no yeah yeah
Yeah Uh, Uh, uh

Verse 1:
Homey told me I was living way above my means
Shit I’ve been getting to this chicken since 15
I’ve been around, casinos and dice rollers
I swear the love of my life was bipolar
Action News billboards as we rode around
When you high off life slick it ain’t no coming down
Everybody think they wavy until they start to drown
No more invites or shoutouts when you melting down
Flyer then Morris Chestnut in Gucci boots
Shoutout Staplеs homey lets do a photoshoot
When you balling right baby whats to substitutе
When you balling right baby whats to substitute
This that fur coat feel with the golden zippers
Young Chris Paul way before he joined the clippers
Jaws in the same pool with a couple of flippers
Or Gilbert Arenas ready to die at the Wizards

(Hook: Adrean Black)
Late Nights taking flights
All the things we could do
Do doooooooooooooooo
Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Late Nights taking flights
All the things we could do
Do doooooooooooooooo
Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Verse 2
Get to sweating bitch I’m back I’m off fucking my hiatus
I was taught never to mumble you blend with latest
I’m Levar Ball raising these boys to greatness
Life is black and white but I be enjoying the greyness
For these trophy wives these niggas be selling their soul
And women be pushing good away this shit is getting old
When I was I young I used to dream about the center fold
When I was I young I used to dream about the center fold
Is there hope if they can’t even cure the common cold
Yes it is, we trying creating a legacy
Fuck this nigga Khan should peeped his pedigree
Board rooms with the Jewish we call it chemistry
Thots are useless all they be doing sucking energy
No need wonder why MLK had so many enemies
Shit I had dreams but I battle like its ten of me
When things are in-tune you can call that shit symphony

(Outro: Adrean Black)
Late Nights taking flights
All the things that you could do
Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
You could do
Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh Oh Oh
You could do
Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Yeah Yeah yeahhhhhhhhh
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