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Dutchavelli – Skr On Em Lyrics

Skr On Em Lyrics – Dutchavelli

Pull up, skrrt, Batmobile and the body all black
I might skrrt on ’em
I might hurt on ’em
Bonnie and Clyde- get ’em all whacked (Huh)

You love a bitch on her knees
Want a freak, not a tease
Roll through masked up
I love a man on the greaze
I do, I like it
I turn your man to a fiend
Come get this pussy
Boy, I know what you need
Nasty when I smoke sess
1942, what’s next?
Get that ready
I’m better than your ex
She don’t fuck like me
I got all that you need (Ayy)

Pull up, skrrt, Batmobile and the body all black
Bonnie and Clyde, shotgun glides
Pull up on sides, man get ’em all whacked (Boom)
Facts, step in the trap
Fire on low, babe, put on the tap
Close the curtains, we’re whippin’ up
Girl, I love how you throwin’ it back
Tell me to get me, I’m ready (Facts)
I’m pullin’ up strapped to the deli (Facts)
‘Cause you had my strap in the set, we’re always together like Ed, Edd and Eddy
She said she can never forget me
She loves that I’m firing shots in her belly (Brrt)
Pullin’ up, Bimmer and belly (Facts)
Pullin’ up, we’re ready, ready, Its Velli, Look

I’ma give you love, no, sir (No)
I’ma give you water for your thirst (For your thirst)
He might put a ring on my finger, like, what?
I’ma get you up, give you work
I might pull up on you like I’m Dark Knight
I might get another bitch to come by
Don’t piss me off ’cause I might move on fast
Don’t piss me off because I don’t come back

I might skrrt on ’em (Skrrt)
I might hurt on ’em
I’ma throw it back
Push your wig back
I might skrrt on ’em
Put that work on ’em (Work)
Put that fur on ’em
Take a turn on ’em (Velli)

Pull up, skrrt, ah (Ah)
I’m back like I left, O’Connor
Fire this wand, you’ll be runnin’ for cover (Boom)
Whole place get lock off
Do it like my first, I was partying summer (Dutch)
Can’t try take man for a runner
Came through the door like “What’s up, brudda?” (What’s good?)
Man done a U-turn like Usher (Hahahahaha)
Yo, don’t slip, don’t trip, don’t fuck up
‘Round here, man get caught and shot up (Yeah)
If feds come ’round here, shut up (Shh, be quiet)
You know snitches get gun butt up (Facts)
Man stack bread and butter (Yeah)
In the jungle, we’re like Mufasa

I’ma give you love, no, sir (No)
I’ma give you water for your thirst (For your thirst)
He might put a ring on my finger, like, what?
I’ma get you up, give you work
I might pull up on you like I’m Dark Knight
I might get another bitch to come by
Don’t piss me off ’cause I might move on fast
Don’t piss me off because I don’t come back

I might skrrt on ’em (Skrrt)
I might hurt on ’em
I’ma throw it back
Push your wig back
I might skrrt on ’em
Put that work on ’em (Work)
Put that fur on ’em
Take a turn on ’em