Songs with rhymes of d

'cause that's my peeps and we rows "D"
Flying first class from NY City to Blackstreet
What you know about me

Who a hotter B? Who got a lot of D?
Who poppin' like a P when he be hoppin' out the V?

Rappers talk subliminal but they don't talk to me
Put 'em in a Jersey Shore like Pauly D

Take the "C" and "O" and the "Z"
Then they add "M-O" and the freaky "D"

I really had Maddison in a fucking Addison Lee
Took her to the Radisson, spent about three
She don't even know my real name, she ask for, D

Ex had me locked up, but you came to set me free
They say you not my type, but you got my type of D

On my ABC, you'll never be a G
Check my range, I'm Stephen when you need a three
I give her strokes for days and when she need D

I've been consulted by Franklin D.
Even Gabel had me to tea

Three to the one from the one to the three
I met a bad bitch last night in the D

It ain't no limits like free Murder, C
Real talk we do it for OG D

You poppin' out of your double D
Knockers 'bout to come cuddle me

I like black tea, I like black D
I never touched Tina, and that's the T

D D7 G
Oh what a heartache I try not to show
D

Look see
A D?

C B
Alt hough with her nature it did not agree,
G D

Motherfuckin' niggas is back, Jada and P
We got water, X, haze
Plus weight of the D

And I'm your maitre D
Come, whisper to me whatever it is you want
You ain't never had a friend like me

Bu the Alkaholik rhymer, King Tee and Diamond D
Got the gats pointed at ya like we're to round three

Everything you wanna ever do you need D
O-P-E, on a fucking CD, it?s me

I look back behind me and what do I see
The chef and headwaiter and the maître d