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doe boy – lamb trucks كلمات اغاني

[intro:]
doe beezy
doe beezy (oh sh_t)
f_ckin’ burnt, just go crazy then
run forrest, run forrest, run, yeah (let’s go, hold on, yeah, yeah)

[verse:]
went from mini vans, now it’s lamb’ trucks (skrrt)
a pistol makes a p_ssy put his hands up (boom, boom, boom)
we drop bodies and run bands up, the opps can’t stand us
i left to the bank so much might need to go do stand up
hahaha, these n_gga’s comedy, they say they robbin’ me
rich as f_ck still go to the hood and post up where the drama be
and when i leave the hood, i pull up where your baby mama be
come here, baby (come here, baby) (muah)
let’s go (come hеre, baby)
put that sh_t on, spent five racks just on fashion
broski twеak out in the club, he spent like twenty racks on dances
diamonds dancin’ they look so romantic, look how they be flashin’
f_ck your diss i ain’t with that rappin’
i’ll up this bl!ck and make you choke like you be rabid (oh, really)
uh, million dollars later, b_tch, i’m havin’
play with me you open them doors, b_tch, this bl!ck gon’ close your casket
i ain’t with that lackin’ big doe beezy need that ratchet
they don’t want no beef, these n_ggas sweet like easter baskets
opps ain’t puttin’ no points up on the board, they need a basket
hit the club, section full of shooters and some bad sh_t (come here, baby)
make him run that light, i’ll catch his p_ssy ass in traffic
(put your b_tch ass up, you still gonna die when we catch you) oh, really
[chorus:]
when you get caught you know what’s goin’ on (what’s goin’ on)
finna load the gang with switches, b_tch, you know it’s home (b_tch, you know it’s home)
i rock gucci head to toe, b_tch, i put it on (gucci)
these n_ggas from the city is hoes, i be puttin’ on (oh, really)
kick your door then i run up on ya, bust your dome
i get in it, mr. vlone with the chrome
ask about doe beezy, b_tch, that n_gga cold
yeah (oh, really)

[verse 2:]
it’s so cold, icy, icy, it’s so pricy
walk down euclid ave, just look left, don’t look on knowles, b_tch, that’s not the right street
walk in a opps party like five deep
you can’t fight me, p_ssy, fight this pipe, bleed (boom, boom, boom, boom)
eight hundred on dior, but this b_tch just a white tee
these n_ggas scared of me, that’s why they don’t like me
i just wanted the homie, they pulled up, hit like three
you ain’t shot n0body, b_tch, you ain’t nothin’ like me
i apologize if i ever robbed or shot at you (sike)
alright, i’m lyin’, f_ck you and him too (oh, really)
f_ck i look like boxin’ you, my young n_ggas’ll box you
chanel bag on your head, b_tch, i copped you (come here, baby)
like my hoes, n_gga

[chorus:]
when you get caught you know what’s goin’ on (what’s goin’ on)
finna load the gang with switches, b_tch, you know it’s home (b_tch, you know it’s home)
i rock gucci head to toe, b_tch, i put it on (gucci)
these n_ggas from the city is hoes, i be puttin’ on (oh, really)
kick your door then i run up on ya, bust your dome
i get in it, mr. vlone with the chrome
ask about doe beezy, b_tch, that n_gga cold
uh, yeah (oh, really)
[outro:]
run forrest, run forrest, run
run forrest, run forrest, run (yeah)
run forrest, run forrest, run

- doe boy

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