DCT - 1 2 3 4 (Closet Freestyle)
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Prod. by DCT
Lyrics:
D to the C to the T, shoutout to Rene
Okay, yeah
Okay, yeah
Okay, so I'm back with my Freestyle
anytime to explain we the Reeze dye
Diggi man ich, hatte grade kein Bock
Habe keinen geilen Stock okay
Bro man I be Tokyo drifting
I got my mo'fucking gear shifting
Bro man I'm balling like I am a Piston
I ain't got shit, nothing to loose
Nothing to choose between
Ain't nobody like it's Lightning McQueen
Number 95 on my car like it Lightning McQueen
I ain't got saw like a get over B
I be who I am, see who I am
Bro man you gonna see who I am
Every motherfucking hater he be hatin' on the latetly
But I know that he goin' crazy
You know that I've been whack
But I know that I step
Inside my mo'fucking house
And she didn't know, who came in with proud
And bro man I'm getting my mo'fucking shit out
Like thousand, Lights out
Lights out
Ay, ay, Lights out
The way that that I'm rocking she make it go crazy
Bro man she know that I pop in my 80's
Bro man I'm keeping onside of my friends
I do not know ba-, like Gib in the end
Ay, this shit ain't getting an end
But I know that I prepared
my-self, for many hours straight, okay
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Uh, One-two, three, four
Ay, One-two, ah-, three, four
Ay, ay - okay, huh, ay (D to the C to the T, shoutout to Rene)
Ay, yeah