Lyric Music

Mak Sauce

Ding Dong

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TESTO - Mak Sauce - Ding Dong

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TESTO - Mak Sauce - Ding Dong

Shake it, shake it
MATHIAS, let's go
Shake it, shake it (Uh)
Shake it, shake it (Yeah)
Shake it, shake it

Speed through with a choppa on the front seat
Hittin' all head, we ain't hittin' no feet
Hah, hah, hah, bullets hit him
Twenty Percs, everybody in this room be
I don't even wanna fuck, I want on knees
Hundred round on a chop, make 'em all bleed
She sniff too much coca, and she got nose bleed
How that nigga hatin' and he don't even know me?

Ding dong, bitch I'm at your front door
Hit him with a hundred round drum on a Draco
Wet his whole block up, bitch I need a raincoat
Froze up diamonds on me, so cold

Hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slidе with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundrеd round drum out the Draco

Ain't finna DM on IG
Slide the .80, you'll see me on your street
Say what, what that nigga say about me?
Like I do, keep a goddamn tool in my jeans (Hit it)
Pop, pop, pop, pop at that pussy boy
Rob you for your goodies boy, all black hoodie, boy
Boy, that nigga nigga weird, he a pussy, call him coochie boy
Fuck her then I pick her, I guess you can call me booger boy
Nigga said he gonna slide (Slide)
Do that shit mean all of 'em don't die (Blah, blah)
In my head, I don't give a fuck 'bout silence
Still gettin' bread, give a damn 'bout what y'all say

Ding dong, bitch I'm at your front door
Hit him with a hundred round drum on a Draco
Wet his whole block up, bitch I need a raincoat
Froze up diamonds on me, so cold

Hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum out the Draco

If a nigga talk, we get him whacked up, bags up
'Fore your whole block get clapped up, clap somethin'
He don't clap nothin', he get wrapped up
Then we try to whack somethin', we ain't tryna pack nothin'
Whack his ass, whack his ass, get his ass, lack until we kill his ass
Headshot, headshot, that's another body bag
Burn his ass up like him on me
Pull up on his front street, he callin' the police

Ding dong, bitch I'm at your front door
Hit him with a hundred round drum on a Draco
Wet his whole block up, bitch I need a raincoat
Froze up diamonds on me, so cold

Hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco

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