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[Intro] Freestyle shit, ooh Dexter Dexter I don't, I just dropped somethin' right there (What?) Yeah, what? (Wex on the beat), ha Oh man goddamn [Verse 1] Five bitches with me from when I left out the club Run up on me, I swear to God, yeah, I'ma show you somethin' (What else?) Huh, left the nigga with holes in his shirt (Ha) Got a bad bitch, swear to God she like the Perkies, ooh Make that bitch do the Perc walk (Perc walk), huh Need to [?] and I don't even know y'all All these bitchеs wanna suck me (Huh?) I be getting monеy, hell yeah, I'm on TV (Hell yeah) My name is Dexter, hell yeah, I be getting cheddar (Dexter) Run up on me, swear to God, I'ma keep it real Keep a shotgun (Shotgun), keep a .30 (A what?) I keep a Glock, I keep a .30, huh, yeah Run up on me, put them holes in your shirt Bad bitch wanna flirt (Flirt), huh I don't even know her name, she suck on my dick (Ooh) And I know the bitch hurt, yeah (Oh, Dexter) Ride around town with a Glock (Skrrt) Huh, ride around town with a mop (With a mop) Wanna run up on me, yeah, stop (Huh?) Huh, you see what I'm sayin' I said ride around town with a Glock (Nah, for real) Ride around town with a mop (With a mop) Wanna run up on me, swear to God, boy, you getting popped Bad lil' bitch and you know that bitch a thot [?] bitches window Get the money, hell yeah, with my kinfolk Remember days I ain't have shit [?] (What?) Used to eat the canned goods out the window, huh This year I'm eating steak (Huh), huh Bad bitches on my plate She wanna fuck me, tell that baby girl, yeah, you're late Run up on me, put them holes right up in your face I'm a stupid ass nigga, but I came from the bay, huh Yeah, I come from Chicago Last nigga run up on me, he got them hollows (Baow) Bad bitches wanna suck me, told that bitch "Hold on" (Uh what?) Huh, I've been getting money for song long Talkin' 'bout, boy, what? Huh Baby girl, you're a slut When you see me, run up on me, swear to God it's a must, huh (It's a what?) When she suck me then she wanna give me fuck, huh (Fuck, huh, ha) [Interlude] I don't wanna fuck with you, baby girl, you be trippin' But I'm goin' back in this shit though Stupid ass (Oh man goddamn) Huh, yeah [Verse 2] Niggas be shittin' [?] like he at the game (Huh?) Run up on me, swear to God, you know I shoot his range I'm a wild ass nigga and I'm crazy (Crazy) Run up on me, boy, he get the .380 And I ain't talkin' 'bout no motherfuckin' BB gun (What?), ha Last year, yeah, bitch, we had some fun Now she wanna fuck me 'cause she know I'm on (What?) Huh, you don't even know one song ha (Lil' bitch), ooh Bad bitch lookin' good and she got the thongs on I was tryna take her home, home I'ma freak and end the song, I'm tryna bone, bone, ha, yeah, huh This a different story when you see the Glocks out (Yeah) Cops tryna screw us all and you know I pop out I ain't tryna go to jail, I ain't tryna talk to you Run up on me, swear to God, turn your ass to mildew, yeah, bitch, what? I be getting money, yeah, that's a must (That's a must), huh Remember days riding on the bus (On the short), huh Now all I do is what? (What?) Huh (Oh man goddamn) I ain't even gotta bluff [Outro] Pussy Freestyle shit, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm on that real Dexter shit, you know what I'm sayin'? (Freestyle, freestyle, freestyle) Fuck Famous Dex, bitch (Fuck Famous Dex, bitch) Dexter Yeah, what? Ha, huh Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Huh Oh man goddamn