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Dash - Section Boyz/OHB
Written by：Section Boyz/Chris Brown
Lock it
Rise and pop it
The shoe dem sharp
The flow dem classic
You see the flow eh dog
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come suh
She have to grip it and dash it
Lock it
Rise and pop it
The shoe dem sharp
The flow dem classic
You see the flow eh dog
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come suh
She have to grip it and dash it
Chris Brown
Look light a spliff up
You know a ni**a ain't smokin' it for the pictures
Section boyz and breezy in VIP
We gettin' money and we 'bout to snatch your b**ch up
Go figure OHB ain't no broke niggas
I see her poppin' them pills I let her roll with us
She say she wanted to chill I let her smoke with us
I put my dick in and feel like a f**kin' bow hit her
Damn girl I know your ni**a mad
Cause now he gotta buy a bigger bag
Diamond rings and poppin' tags
And you still gon' cheat with your b**ch a** haha
They callin' me crazy
You know a ni**a really got some screws loose
Yeah but come try to play
I got 100 killers on the other end of this bluetooth
Inch
Lock it
Rise and pop it
The shoe dem sharp
The flow dem classic
You see the flow eh dog
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come suh
You have to pull it and dash it
Littlez
Man mash then dash it
Get cash I stack and splash it
Get brick on thick I'll smash it
Bad B she dash not flash it
Naughty she call me papi
Early morning I get trappy
Dirty that girl here trashy
Can't smoke with man she's ashy
War time move black no khaki
Them boy just foolin' fasty
Too sharp nah them can't style me
Step in the club in my trackies
Man put that girl in a taxi
She get down low on my lappy
Foreign jawns when I grab w**d
Tell her run and make it snappy
Sleeks
Reebok classic
Tracksuit with a package
Sip lock plus a mattik
Bang bang make you back flip
Jar jar full of herbs
Bad b**ches and curves
Swag surfin' got the whip skrrtin'
Section boyz that's the word
Never see me with a dead ting
No big spliff make your head spin
London boy in a london ting
Man a act bad but they run from him
Tracksuit hat and a T phone bling
Run through pack onto a next ting
Grip it dash it
Run up clap it
Gang gang gang on the warla ting
Inch
Lock it
Rise and pop it
The show dem sharp
The flow dem classic
You see the flow eh dog
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come suh
She have to grip it and dash it
Swift
My ting the maddest
Ring ring you have it
Stink brick in the attic
Watch bro whip it in Hannas
All my b**ches got manners
Linky link love the mandem
Switch the sim at random
Bling bling man's flashin'
Where you comin' from Hattons
Your ting keeps attin'
Kinda embarrasin'
Dash a p**sy like a javelin
Do it in the house I'm trappin' in
Like oh oh when I'm mashin' it
She from 4 4 but she travellin'
And when I'm in the squad what's happenin'
Deepee
Light it rass it
If it's akh I'll pass it
Them man are all soft them targets
I'll take a man's pack go home and laugh it
Off like a bastard man's charged up
If you tryna see a ni**a man's chargin'
F**k your family tree
We got a family trees in man's garden
I got grams of trees but who's askin'
Not a car but keys get me started
I put my palm on trees like I'm Tarzan
Man's calm but try and harm my Gs and you'll starfish
Body work body work body work
Break a leg roof smellin' like armpits
Little tooly tool I'm still bossy
They talk the talk but man walk it
Inch
Lock it
Rise and pop it
The shoe dem sharp
The flow dem classic
You see the flow eh dog
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come south
She have to grip it and dash it
Lock it
Rise and pop it
The shoe dem sharp
The flow dem classic
You see the flow eh dog
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come south
She have to grip it and dash it