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T-Doh
Look, look
I remember sitting on the phone
My tuition high so I gotta flip a couple zones
My uncle was in the cell
Figuring out his bail
But he don't do codefendants cuz people know how to tell
But really its not a secret
We the hottest believe it
PCG got the diamonds so really now we be freezing
You just not in the team its a different kind of achievement
The bitches out of your league want to let me write on their cleavage
My cousin told me you gotta come with a plan dog
Put yourself in position to get your brand off
All that respect you want I do not understand
Ain't nobody show me how to be a man dog
I'm a Eastside liver New Orleans stunna
Dirty lil nigga who been tryna make the come up
I ride, like a rollercoaster
With the 45, I take it off your shoulder, lil nigga
All my young niggas from the O they be reckless
Watch me act a fool in my all white Lexus
I do everything big bitch I ain't from Texas
A little go a long way nigga watch me stretch it
If she throw me the pussy you know that I'ma catch it
If she assume we attached I'ma detach it she ratchet
I won't put my eggs in her basket
I have her body laying like she laying in a casket
Dead, I can't let this shit get to my head
I'll count a hundred thousand before I go to bed
I want to see my nigga live I don't want to see you dead
I'ma put us in a mansion not no lil ass shed
What you mean
All my niggas getting the green
I'll shoot a nigga dead while the police on the scene
I'll bust a nigga head if he playing with my green
I'll do the dirty work and wash my hand like I was clean, for real
Ain't no suckas in my circle everybody got strap
Smoke you like this cookies that I'm lacing with wax
Brody on the grind tryna flip him a pack
You can love me or hate me I adapted to that
Down in the trap rats caught stealing my cheese
Raised the strap long nose lord bless my sneeze
Stay true to my core let the rest of em bleed
Fumes in the air niggas barely can breathe
Cooler on the popper make a hot nigga freeze
I'm the hottest you the opposite you feeling that breeze
I'm the modest showing condolence them others in need
Broomsticks for these trash rappers ratting on streets
I'm only discussing money real niggas don't beef
If that's at stake then I'll gladly raise my heat
Bust your grape escape and live life in peace
I'm a great tryna leave as a masterpiece
Got the game on lock in a master key
Dope make em say Uhh like Master P
I den chose this road its what I had to be
Merci be that nigga I stay bringing the heat
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T-Doh
Look, look
I remember sitting on the phone
My tuition high so I gotta flip a couple zones
My uncle was in the cell
Figuring out his bail
But he don't do codefendants cuz people know how to tell
But really its not a secret
We the hottest believe it
PCG got the diamonds so really now we be freezing
You just not in the team its a different kind of achievement
The bitches out of your league want to let me write on their cleavage
My cousin told me you gotta come with a plan dog
Put yourself in position to get your brand off
All that respect you want I do not understand
Ain't nobody show me how to be a man dog
I'm a Eastside liver New Orleans stunna
Dirty lil nigga who been tryna make the come up
I ride, like a rollercoaster
With the 45, I take it off your shoulder, lil nigga
All my young niggas from the O they be reckless
Watch me act a fool in my all white Lexus
I do everything big bitch I ain't from Texas
A little go a long way nigga watch me stretch it
If she throw me the pussy you know that I'ma catch it
If she assume we attached I'ma detach it she ratchet
I won't put my eggs in her basket
I have her body laying like she laying in a casket
Dead, I can't let this shit get to my head
I'll count a hundred thousand before I go to bed
I want to see my nigga live I don't want to see you dead
I'ma put us in a mansion not no lil ass shed
What you mean
All my niggas getting the green
I'll shoot a nigga dead while the police on the scene
I'll bust a nigga head if he playing with my green
I'll do the dirty work and wash my hand like I was clean, for real
Ain't no suckas in my circle everybody got strap
Smoke you like this cookies that I'm lacing with wax
Brody on the grind tryna flip him a pack
You can love me or hate me I adapted to that
Down in the trap rats caught stealing my cheese
Raised the strap long nose lord bless my sneeze
Stay true to my core let the rest of em bleed
Fumes in the air niggas barely can breathe
Cooler on the popper make a hot nigga freeze
I'm the hottest you the opposite you feeling that breeze
I'm the modest showing condolence them others in need
Broomsticks for these trash rappers ratting on streets
I'm only discussing money real niggas don't beef
If that's at stake then I'll gladly raise my heat
Bust your grape escape and live life in peace
I'm a great tryna leave as a masterpiece
Got the game on lock in a master key
Dope make em say Uhh like Master P
I den chose this road its what I had to be
Merci be that nigga I stay bringing the heat
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Writer: Antoine Robinson, Merci Mani, Tyson Frank
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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