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Dawg, You Just Don't Know Video (MV)




Performed By: Story AIP
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Robert Williams III
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Story, Story
Come on everybody, what is this, a funeral?
Story, Story, Story, Story, Story, Story, Story
Me and my dogs always ballin' and flexin' Until they all get the message
And they in awe of my essence
Look at us, look at y'all, dog, that's oddly depressing
They wanna stop us from steppin'
But ain't no stoppin' the blessings
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
Can't focus on nothin' but gettin' this bread Whole city full of demons, they be dissin' the dead
My family rock blue but my homies drippin' in red
But I don't really want beef, give me chicken instead
See the way I'm countin' up so she get in the bed
I'm about to mark my territory, get to lifting a leg
Try to finesse me out my money, man, you sick in the head
I come alive in the night but I can switch to the dead
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
Ran into this little shorty with the prettiest eyes
She smiled at me, couldn't help but think that it's a disguise
The city got me paranoid, everything's
A facade
I treat her just like a mechanic, dawg, she fixin' a ride
If you over there, stay there, no switchin' the sides
All this phony, fake actin' got me grippin' the nine
They be tryin' to backdoor but I been off the porch
Left the crib at four, ain't no chillin' inside
The culture of Detroit always made me wanna stunt
Used to have to rob for the things we would want
Wait outside his crib till he leavin' out the front
Get a tip off that, then we ballin' from the jump
Luckily I got it out my system while I'm young
Now I work a job, just providing for my son
If I learned anything it's always keep a gun
Look at what I'm doin' now, you can't imagine what I've done
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
Come here baby girl I wanna see you shake
That
I'ma hit it, I'ma grip it, get your face smacked
Then I spit inside your mouth, it's a great snack
Talkin' to you while you cummin', can you take that?
Hit it till she lost her wig, where yo lace at?
It's my off day but I need some cake bad
I'ma call up the plug for some straight gas
Break it down like this beat, dawg, that's straight facts
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
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English

Story, Story
Come on everybody, what is this, a funeral?
Story, Story, Story, Story, Story, Story, Story
Me and my dogs always ballin' and flexin' Until they all get the message
And they in awe of my essence
Look at us, look at y'all, dog, that's oddly depressing
They wanna stop us from steppin'
But ain't no stoppin' the blessings
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
Can't focus on nothin' but gettin' this bread Whole city full of demons, they be dissin' the dead
My family rock blue but my homies drippin' in red
But I don't really want beef, give me chicken instead
See the way I'm countin' up so she get in the bed
I'm about to mark my territory, get to lifting a leg
Try to finesse me out my money, man, you sick in the head
I come alive in the night but I can switch to the dead
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
Ran into this little shorty with the prettiest eyes
She smiled at me, couldn't help but think that it's a disguise
The city got me paranoid, everything's
A facade
I treat her just like a mechanic, dawg, she fixin' a ride
If you over there, stay there, no switchin' the sides
All this phony, fake actin' got me grippin' the nine
They be tryin' to backdoor but I been off the porch
Left the crib at four, ain't no chillin' inside
The culture of Detroit always made me wanna stunt
Used to have to rob for the things we would want
Wait outside his crib till he leavin' out the front
Get a tip off that, then we ballin' from the jump
Luckily I got it out my system while I'm young
Now I work a job, just providing for my son
If I learned anything it's always keep a gun
Look at what I'm doin' now, you can't imagine what I've done
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
Come here baby girl I wanna see you shake
That
I'ma hit it, I'ma grip it, get your face smacked
Then I spit inside your mouth, it's a great snack
Talkin' to you while you cummin', can you take that?
Hit it till she lost her wig, where yo lace at?
It's my off day but I need some cake bad
I'ma call up the plug for some straight gas
Break it down like this beat, dawg, that's straight facts
Every single precaution better take that
I protect and provide, I'm a great man
Don't think it's nothin' that I want that I can't have
Dawg, you just don't know
I can leave but I always find my way back
I'm from Eastside Detroit so I can't lack
The only thing on my mind: where the pape at
Dawg, you just don't know
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Writer: Robert Williams III
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