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Da Dum by Nate Rose Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

PRE-CHORUS:
My bank think I'm selling dope
Cuz I’m paid way different, huh
Seven racks off publishing
Two times a day, innit
Crazy I don't talk a lot
But somehow sound contagious with it
Okay, She keep me in her mouth
Now my name in it

CHORUS:
Da-da uh da-dum
Tell me who you love
When I count this cash
It start to hurt my thumbs

Da-da uh da-dum
I've become so numb
And my haters in denial
Here’s a number you can dial
Da-da uh da-dum

VERSE 1:
Brand new texts
New connect
Brand new tech
Ask Alexa, who up next
She hit me back and said

I'm all in on Nate Rose
If I had to bet a check
Better yet
If I'm wrong
I would cut & disconnect

I'm like damn
Oh that's really how you feel?
Aww forreal?
If I'm wrong
Disappear like Copperfield
What's the deal?

I'm a safe bet
Safe bet
You a bum
If you bet against the kid
You are really da-da dum
PRE-CHORUS:
My bank think I’m selling dope
Cuz I’m paid way different, huh
Seven racks off publishing
Two times a day, innit
Crazy I don't talk a lot
But somehow sound contagious with it
Okay, She keep me in her mouth
Now my name in it

CHORUS:
Da-da uh da-dum
Tell me who you love
When I count this cash
It start to hurt my thumbs

Da-da uh da-dum
I’ve become so numb
And my haters in denial
Here's a number you can dial

Da-da uh da-dum

VERSE 2:
Yeah, What is this?
Center stage I make it rain dear
It's Christmas
And my partners workaholics
They own a business
Hold my beer and make her back arch
Like a Bishop
Catch me sippin' tea again
I made her leave again
Hoping that she can see me again
She pay a fee again
Ticket sales and VIP again
And she can bring a friend
Then she buy the new CD
And then I see I’m meeting ends

You might see me up on CNN
Like Jordan Peterson
Don't get washed up
Buy a house or get my stock up?
It's a toss up
Coin flip, yeah, you know
Scissor, paper, rock stuff
I'm Dewayne Johnson Rock tough
Wet your block up

PRE-CHORUS:
My bank think I'm selling dope
Cuz I'm paid way different, huh
Seven racks off publishing
Two times a day, innit
Crazy I don't talk a lot
But somehow sound contagious with it
Okay, She keep me in her mouth
Now my name in it

CHORUS:
Da-da uh da-dum
Tell me who you love
When I count this cash
It start to hurt my thumbs

Da-da uh da-dum
I've become so numb
And my haters in denial
Here's a number you can dial

Da-da uh da-dum