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ao4k - dawg tags lyrics

[intro: l.a.shawn and (timeline) and {ao4k}]
(timeline on the beat)
{ladies and gentlemen, a+a+ao}
yeah, shawn!
alright

[hook: l.a.shawn]
i rock all my dead homies names on dawg tags (huh)
you know i toot that pistol so you my pants sag (blrrrrrt)
i had to go and pull out b+tch almost made me a dad (right)
two seater with a two liter trill cash (straight up)
i rock all my dead homies names on dawg tags (ha!)
you know i took that pistol so you my pants sag (huh)
i had to go and pull out b+tch almost made me a dad (b+tch)
two seater with a two liter trill cash (straight up, straight up)

[verse: l.a.shawn]
big bs thrown up by the gang, cs are the same (woo)
got yo girl chilling on her back, screaming my name (right)
hundred bands with the band on it, la bandit (yeah)
rip to my troops, these dawg tags the limit (right right)
i can’t even do that, all that talking got me p+ssed (p+ssed, p+ssed)
if you talk about it, you should be able to prove that sh+t (blrrrrt)
i’m not repping no gang, i just be chilling with the sets (ha!)
homies be whipping bricks while i be go getting that neck (yeah)
you can’t even talk, your b+tch probably gone take the d+ck (b+tch)
i’ll go record it if you really want evidence (ha! ha!)
and if you got a problem then we can go and settle it (huh)
i’ll go make you disappear with gun magic, see a trick (blrrrrt)

[bridge: l.a.shawn]
‘bout time, that la put something hard out (yee)
trick hoe, play emotions tear your heart out (yee)
my b+tch, aim like tony, frost yo flakes up (yee)
dawg tags, show respect and we gone see what’s up (straight up)

[hook: l.a.shawn]
i rock all my dead homies names on dawg tags (huh)
you know i took that pistol so you my pants sag (right)
i had to go and pull out b+tch almost made me a dad (huh)
two seater with a two liter trill cash (alright)
i rock all my dead homies names on dawg tags (b+tch)
you know i took that pistol so you my pants sag (blrrrrt)
i had to go and pull out b+tch almost made me a dad (blah blah)
two seater with a two liter trill cash (woo)
i rock all my dead homies names on dawg tags (huh)
you know i took that pistol so you my pants sag (right)
i had to go and pull out b+tch almost made me a dad (right)
two seater with a two liter trill cash (alright)

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