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glockboy bobo - do it 4 doc كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
go, go
slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide (fatman, you did this?)
(they got wooskii on the mix)
go, go
got this draco in my hand, i feel like doc with this one (i feel like doc with this one)
they took my brodie, i couldn’t stop from spinnin’ (but i couldn’t stop from spinnin’)
ain’t n0body off limits except them kids, you tweak, i’ll pop the women (and i’ll pop ’em)
they took the head purge, i cried, f_ck that, who block we bendin’? (go)

[chorus]
they got sticks? we got sticks and dracs, plus the one we picked up (ooh)
ain’t no feelings for no b_tch, i want my d_ck sucked
don’t leave the house with no strap, it’s treacherous, makе sure you bl!cked up (make surе you bl!cked up)
pop up like we cool and smoke his ass, don’t ask who sent us
we gon’ paint the city red for my shorty, they got us f_cked up (they got us f_cked up)
slidin’ to k!ll whoever, i don’t give no f_cks, b_tch, that sh_t touched us
i like switches, he like dracs, might wrap you, b_tch, don’t trust us (go)
and ain’t no opp did sh_t to folks, popped out, got they ass bl!cked up (got they ass)
[verse]
n_ggas gon’ be bap of course for sure, but they don’t k!ll sh_t (but they don’t k!ll sh_t)
pop out like i’m timmy with this b_tch and hit that k!llswitch (ooh)
bro got k!lled, but now y’all grieve, f_ck y’all, thought y’all wouldn’t feel sh_t
we gon’ stand on business, took my rap lil’ n_gga i k!ll with (go)
i can’t wait to stand over that n_gga, slime his ass out
pop out from behind his house like “boo,” don’t take that trash out (don’t take that trash out)
thinkin’ with your d_ck gon’ get you k!lled, aw yeah, you grass now (shh)
long live doc forever, big draco, this sh_t wasn’t planned out
y’all be internet and too police, just play your role
if y’all was doin’ the sh_t y’all say y’all did, then y’all wouldn’t troll (they ass be cap)
how many n_ggas got hit that night? and two n_ggas dropped they pole
i’ma come so hard and risk this rap sh_t for my bros (ooh)

[chorus]
they got sticks? we got sticks and dracs, plus the one we picked up (plus the one we picked up)
ain’t no feelings for no b_tch, i want my d_ck sucked (want my d_ck sucked)
don’t leave the house with no strap, it’s treacherous, make sure you bl!cked up (make sure you bl!cked up)
pop up like we cool and smoke his ass, don’t ask who sent us (go, go)
we gon’ paint the city red for my shorty, they got us f_cked up (ayy, doc)
slidin’ to k!ll whoever, i don’t give no f_cks, b_tch, that sh_t touched us
i like switches, he like dracs, might wrap you, b_tch, don’t trust us (don’t trust us)
and ain’t no opp did sh_t to folks, popped out, got they ass bl!cked up

[outro]
ain’t no opp did sh_t to folks, n_gga (fatman, you did this?)
f_ck wrong with y’all?

- glockboy bobo

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