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doe boy – off the porch كلمات اغاني

[intro]
danny, i see you
bah, bah_bah, uh
bah_bah, bah, uh
bah_bah, uh
bah_bah, bah, uh
doe beezy, uh
look, doe
doe beezy, let’s go

[verse]
mama said, “no”, so you no i did the opposite (big bag)
sorry ma’ just bought this bl!ck, i’m tryna see which opp i hit (sorry)
only got four hundred dollars, tryna see which glock i get (you know, for real)
that four hundred dollars gon’ turn to thousands, ma’, i’m out here robbin’ sh_t
thirteen years old, gettin’ drunk, i’m on some wildlin’ sh_t (facts)
fifteen, tried to rob me, got my n_gga shot and sh_t (facts)
had a hundred dollars, but i ain’t want it, empty my pockets, b_tch (true story)
i came in fake, i started running, i see them c_ck the b_tch (true story)
clap broski chase me ’round the whip, but he miss (d_mn)
i can’t fake, sound like a b_tch, from this day forward i need a stick (bah, bah, bah, bah)
now i’m out here with my .38 and this b_tch stay on my hip (bah, bah, bah, bah)
and i dare a p_ssy n_gga trip, this b_tch stay on my grip (bah, bah, bah, bah)
the next n_gga that try me is grab my kicked ’em on their sh_t (facts)
i go too far, go ask_, hopеfully he know i’m with the sh_t’s (ha)
that was my n_gga ‘fore wе was beefin’, n_gga, he called me for the hits (remember)
remember them n_ggas hop on yo’ ass, n_gga, you called me for the blitz (remember)
broad day, i’m outside, bl!ck, bl!ck, bl!ck bl!ck (bl!ck, bl!ck, bl!ck)
shot that b_tch, tuck my .9, cl!ck his whole cl!ck bl!ck (cl!ck bl!ck)
thinkin’ ’bout my old life, it’s crazy, i’m on rich sh_t
ain’t laying in the cell no more, i’m laying on a thick b_tch (no more, come here)
who’s this nose n_gga, coming through, talking too greasy (no bap)
move the bed for robbin’ n_ggas, that sh_t too easy (true)
spoilin’ ass, lil’ n_ggas ain’t like me, it’s too swishy (no sirski)
give no f_cks, shoot up the ‘burbs, hop off the bus to east cee (let’s go, oh, really?)
priest started my own gang, you n_gga shoot when he speak (he ’bout that murder gang, n_gga)
sharpfy, he irritating, that n_gga shoot we he drink (boom, boom)
gang come through, biggest sweep (sweep, sweep)
feds came through, digger sweep (sweep)
my main opp sayin’ he ain’t a rapper, cl!ck the n_gga page, i see a link (boom)
link up in the bio, but he a lame down in ohio (boom)
n_ggas talk, but they know not to try though (boom, boom, boom, boom)
uh, catch up so we don’t let up, but my steppers got berettas (berettas)
let me stop telling this story ‘fore i go to jail forever, n_gga (pick a clan)
[outro]
you shut the f_ck up right now, n_gga
’cause i’ma_, oh, really? haha
oh god, i really get to poppin’ that sh_t, n_gga
you gon’ be mad
and them boys gon’ be like, “nah, you ain’t like that”, shut the f_ck up
you dig?
b_tch (ay, let’s go, ha)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- doe boy

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