DJ DMD - 25 Lighters Lyrics (2024)

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Love it man25 lighters on my dresser yessir I gots to get paid25 lighters on my dresser yessir I gots to get paidI got 25 lighters for my 25 folks Bout to break the mic then break 25 mo'Bout to rip the track wit bout 25 flowsAnd I'm pimpin like a mac wit bout 25 hoes25 fly carat diamonds in my ring25 twelves in the trunk got to bangMake moves to make a quick 25 millCome up so I can knock off big nine-nine SevilleBout to take me bout 25 yellow bones homeDoin bad to make them 25 phone homeCall daddy sayin 25 got to go get 'em, get 'emDMD done put it down 25 out the doorHittin the highway doin 25 shows 25 Lil Mo's slammin 25 doorsRepresentin fo' those holdin 25 screws in they deckI'ma wreck and rip 25 crews quick25 lighters on my dressa yessir, I gots to get paidWe got 25 lighters on the dresser yessir gots to get paid25 lighters on my dressa yessir, I gots to get paidWe got 25 lighters on the dresser yessir gots to get paid[Lil' Keke]I jumps up early and I yawns and stretch Anotha day another dolla, 'nother case to getI take my time and realize that this game is realI got my mind on firearms, but I'm swanging barbe grillGots to act real bad when I close red doorsI'm shootin spidas off my rims 'cause I'm ridin on foursAnd nigg*z don't understand that we be drinkin the normNever trust broads they're fraudsOn the 'vard is where I sling when I claim my nameBack in the game Hershallwood, Texas regainedIt's the nine-eight and I'm jumpin in the mix Rocks up on my wrists and got haters on my list How ya like me now cause I'm realComin down piece and chain four shiny grillsGots to bring havack where them boys atFixin to break the mic now is that Fat Pat?25 lighters on my dressa yessir, I gots to get paidWe got 25 lighters on the dresser yessir gots to get paid25 lighters on my dressa yessir, I gots to get paidWe got 25 lighters on the dresser yessir gots to get paid[Fat Pat]I'm so throwed in the gameSouthside Playas, Skrewed Up click mayneWit the finest set you can bet them smoove ass eventComin through this motherf*cker man, hold up and setSome nigg*z catch me high like dat And some nigg*z act like they want to pull a gatBut they betta watch out for the boy PATThat's them motherf*ckin haters can they handle meCause I be so throwed in this gameComin down on the swingGrip wood grain on the shirt I leave a stain Cause you try to jack a real true GComin down the boulevard Can they see me swangin swangin swang till we livePop my trunk and give give givenigg*z betta see a nigg* rollStarched down and I'm rollin on eighty foursIf the nigg* FAT represent the click Right up in the bowl and a whole lotta sh*tBetta look around cause they don't understand itI'ma say, "Hold up!" and scream, "God dammit!"Cause I'ma let the cat gone grip and gone take a tripAnd it's the empty clip just throw it off the ship Cause it's a throwaway gatIt's that Fat Pat, where them haters at where them haterss at Man love it man25 lighters on my dressa yessir, I gots to get paidWe got 25 lighters on the dresser yessir gots to get paid25 lighters on my dressa yessir, I gots to get paidWe got 25 lighters on the dresser yessir gots to get paidLove it manThat's how we do it, DMD, Keke, Fat PatG's in PA G's in tha city G's in the South so realG's in PA G's in tha city G's in the South so real

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Written by: ALBERT BROWN III, KYLE WEST

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