doctur dot - tidal (wave) (original version) lyrics
tidal (wave) (original version) lyrics
[verse 1: doctur dot]
chip on my shoulder, i’m not ashamed
sneaking up on you like bronny james
i go off+road, i’m all terrain
walk in my shoes, your ankles sprained
lil duce duce, ion need the range
hit you point blank, i don’t need to aim
i don’t rock shades, let ’em see the pain
why would i check some, we ain’t the same
i’ma get my way either way
as long as i get the money i need to make
as long as i can get your b+tch, needs to shave
tell me sh+t, lowkey might’ve free the slaves
every enemy make the same mistake
i’m really not the one to underestimate
beat you down quick, won’t hesitate
n+ggas die from the shots they were scared to take
[chorus: doctur dot]
bring around the back
we could make a motherf+ckin’ tidal wave
yeah, bring it around the front
i don’t give a f+ck, get it right on your face
tell lil’ ho, “better mind your business”
go, go, go, no time to waste
too sp+ced out for the back and forth
i don’t even play those typa of games
yeah, bring around the back
we could make a motherf+ckin’ tidal wave
bring it around the front
i don’t give a f+ck, get it right on your face
tell lil’ ho, “better mind your business”
go, go, go, no time to waste
too sp+ced out for the back and forth
i don’t even play those kinda of games
[verse 2: jid]
baby don’t hog the blunt
pass that b+tch like zaire wade
she be singing on my shaft like isaac hayes
i’m intoxicated, and my dreads swinging, like will and jada
baby baby, i’m a player like billy bellamy
and ain’t no bill better checkin’ me
is you ready, ’cause i’m ready
naked s+xy lady, she can get messy, uh
extraterrestrial escapades
travaganza level elevated
master bedroom baby, m+st+rbatin’, messy bun head, p+ssy ball+fade
would you bust it for some balmain?
she a demon wearin’ palm angels
i just see that sh+t from all angles, lost angel outta los angeles
[chorus: doctur dot]
yeah, bring around the back
we could make a motherf+ckin’ tidal wave
yeah, bring it around the front
i don’t give a f+ck, get it right on your face
tell lil’ ho, “better mind your business”
go, go, go, no time to waste
too sp+ced out for the back and forth
i don’t even play those typa of games
yeah, bring around the back
we could make a motherf+ckin’ tidal wave
bring it around the front
i don’t give a f+ck, get it right on your face
tell lil’ ho, “better mind your business”
go, go, go, no time to waste
too sp+ced out for the back and forth
i don’t even play those kinda of games
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