DewWutItDoez

Kyle

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    Beat me in a battle? Nigga please
    Uh huh, um yeah, uh shout out to Jesus
    And uh, shout out to Jesus and Jesus

    Yeah, I make it DewWutItDoez
    These niggas do it but don't do it good
    These niggas do this shit just for the funds
    I go the hardest dude just for the fun
    Yeah, shout out to Zini the man
    I specialize in doing what niggas can't
    Even when I was a young'n in class I always went harder than all my friends
    Shout out to niggas who said I was wack
    Couple years later they're all on my sack
    Wanting to feature me all on these tracks
    Send me a text I do not send em back
    Biggidy backity fuckity up
    People around me will prove you ain't tough
    I'm telling you I've seen this venue before
    Believe me the same one you bitch niggas want
    SuperDuper do this all for the love
    And that's why these girlies just can't get enough
    And that's why you rappers just can't get a break
    A house with no outlets, you can't get the plug
    Damn, someone should tell them to stop
    Just cause I'm popping they tell me I'm Pop
    And all of they girlfriends' tell me I'm hot
    Just cause they not me they tell me I'm not
    That's no no don't you know that you're wrong?
    And I'm the one writing your favorite songs?
    From all of your favorite rappers don't act like if I wasn't here they wouldn't all be gone
    Gone is for sure, gone with the wind
    They say they gonna pass me up, gosh nigga when?
    It's taking too long, way too fucking long
    The only one who likes your raps is your mom
    But we both know that she been singing mine more
    You're on the internet, not in the stores
    I'm on the bed now moved up from the couch
    I remember when I slept on the floor
    And so did my sister, and so did my bro
    And we had to go to Fallas for the clothes
    The way I was swagging was so damn on point
    I couldn't even tell that I was broke

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    Yeah man uh you know shout out to Jesus
    I wanna thank Jesus one time
    Shout out to my nigga Jesus on the couch
    You know what I'm saying?
    Shout out to muhfucking Jesus
    Shout out to my homie Jesus over there chilling
    Yeah, shout out to Jesus rolling that blunt
    And shout out to Zini and Jesus

    Shout out to the young man Brick
    He's 17 chilling on some grown man shit
    Man we got a lot of hands if somebody wanna trip
    Sleep more broke niggas than a Motel 6
    I make it do what it do
    And I did it 'for niggas thought it was cool
    Swear this shits like I just do something once
    And all of you niggas start doing it too
    And I don't get the debit or the cred what's up bruh?
    Kurt Angle theme song you suck bruh
    Did a couple shows putting on for the turf
    Now me and Sean trade verses on Surf
    Fake niggas don't look right at me
    The way your bitch just threw it at me I nicknamed her nerf
    And do not speak directly at me
    If you wanna say something, @ me, that actually works
    Your hating ass actions don't actually work
    I just act like they do they don't actually hurt
    You don't have half of fictional racks from your raps yo that's not what you're actually worth
    The planet you're on isn't actually earth
    If you think your girlfriend can actually twerk
    The funniest thing is the laziest part of your brain is the section that actually works
    Yo that would suck, if I was you, good thing I'm not
    Your moms a thot, I- Brick thinks she's hot, I'm pretty sure they fucked yo this is awk
    Dude, cool, it happens to the best of us
    If you fuck with one of us you gotta squab the rest of us
    Already had the rap life that was in a past life
    I had to come back because I wasn't the best of them
    Didn't cash checks enough
    Didn't curve my ex enough
    Didn't have one night stand drunk sex enough
    Didn't knock niggas out, niggas didn't test enough
    Itching for the hands, do you have eczema?
    Last album I ain't really beat my chest enough
    Got these rappers running, I know they can hear me catching up
    Super Duper flexing up until there ain't any left of us
    You do whatever the fuck you want and I'll do what it fucking does
    Yeah

    Yo that was easy
    Uh, first and foremost I wanna give a big shout out to Jesus
    And our sponsors over at, uh, Jesus Incorporated
    Uh yo, I wanna, uh, shout out to everybody at Super Duper
    Especially my nigga Jesus, you know what I mean?
    Uh, I got a homie serving life right now, he go by the name of J-Dog
    Or Jesus, you can call him that too, shout out to him
    And uh I'm trying to think, I'm trying to think who else do I shout out
    (Shout out Jesus, shout out Jesus)
    You're right, right, okay
    Yo shout out, uh, to my boy Jesus, and shout out to my mom and Jesus

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