Dus Ya Feet Off Songtext
von B Wise

Dust your feet off before you jump up in the whip
Blame my ego, got me feeling like the shit
Like the Beatles this gon′ be another hit
Making moves and now you know we been legit
And it's that captain of the ship
Soldiers don′t die, we multiply, never quit
I got lieutenants steady mobbing in the clip
So we gon' need all of our prophets in this bitch


I got hella spirit in me, go make the mojito
Roll with five brothers with me, baby, call me Tito
Don't play with your luck, cousin, this ain′t a casino
I know problem solvers and they go wherever we go
We go far from the new kid on the block, I′m established
'Bout time that I raise it up a notch, you too average
We be working for cheese, now we counting the cabbage
How you got more followers than you got in bank balance?
I made this bank by being good at moving the crowd
Hotbox the beamer, I′m steering off and we breaking down
Tarantino, we making the movie, in foreign, used to be hooptie
I love it, never been groupie, don't like it then you can sue me
I got the smoke like a doobie, stop passing on me like "Who he?"
Ain′t nothing funny like hehe, I'm still alive like the Bee Gees
And it′s that real shit
And I'm not brag-brag-bragging, this that real shit

Dust your feet off before you jump up in the whip
Blame my ego, got me feeling like the shit
Like the Beatles this gon' be another hit
Making moves and now you know we been legit
And it′s that captain of the ship
Soldiers don′t die, we multiply, never quit
I got lieutenants steady mobbing in the clip
So we gon' need all of our prophets in this bitch


Pull up in numbers, got them with me on my hip
And yeah, my people moving all together like a zip
And now they in my dust and they don′t like it, see 'em trip
But they stay watching though, hey
Get the fuck up off my tip, off my dick
Yeah, we work-work-working then we kick back
Roll another spliff back, love upon my skin, black
Totals be a big bag, global moving zigzag
Bet we make an impact on ′em, you ain't did that
Ayy, what′s the message you sending?
Are you real or pretending now for that shit that ain't trending?
Making money, you investing or spending?
My foot stay to the floor 'cause the journey ain′t ending

Just dust your feet off before you jump up in the whip
Blame my ego, got me feeling like the shit
Like the Beatles this gon′ be another hit
Making moves and now you know we been legit
And it's that captain of the ship
Soldiers don′t die, we multiply, never quit
I got lieutenants steady mobbing in the clip
So we gon' need all of our prophets in this bitch