Video Dutty Laundry Ft Harry Fraud de Valee 2024 Rap Lyrics

Valee - Dutty Laundry Ft Harry Fraud Lyrics

2 s Dutty Laundry Lyrics[Intro: Valee]
Fraud, you wanna hit the [?]
I see you brought your [?]
[?]
Haha, haha, haha
When we slap the color, ain't no fraud, but we're in Benz
We hotbox exotic now we're fried in Benz

[Chorus: Valee & Gucci Mane]
Quarter million, my bitch want necklaces
When we hit the store, we ball, get crossed like Saint Francis
I tune out the city when I hotbox exotic
Everything upgraded, I got fuel pumped by Holly
My SS robotic, move like Wall-E
How I leave the exit far away from where I be
You know, I don't even start no colony, no mommy
I'm in Gucci like a mixtape, no dirty laundry (Yeah)

[Verse: Valee]
Launched off the block in sedan raunchy
I just got the seats redid peach, look like lunch meat
I got sand sandals cuffs on at the beach, know somethin' block me
(I got sand sandals cuffs on at the beach, know somethin' block me)
You know, ain't no double what? ARP, you said watch me, what?
I'm all energy, just like Sage
When I hit the break, I do a nine to five, just like a wage
Let me make this clear, five percent tint, that not clear
Bitch wanna ride my private like Frontier
When I pour the lean inside my cup, it disappear (Disappear)
I make the scope spot on like a freckle
When I made a right in the Hellcat, I'm about to let go (I'm about to let go, yeah)
Cherry Range Rover, I pull up picky
When she lick me, I pull up, I show up just like hickey
In that Tesla truck, I do many miles, just like Mickey
Backwood loud, you and I uniform, just like Dickies (Just like Dickies)
I rode Backwood, bitch, like ATV
We slap, call out, we ain't do no fraud, but we in Benz
We hot box exotic, now we fried in a Benz
Fifteen dollar frames, non-prescripted lens
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Quarter million, my bitch want necklaces
When we hit the store, we ball, get crossed like Saint Francis
I tune out the city when I hotbox exotic
Everything upgraded, I got fuel pumped by Holly
My SS robotic, move like Wall-E
How I leave the exit far away from where I be
You know, I don't even start no colony, no mommy
I'm in Gucci like a mixtape, no dirty laundry