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doe boy – doe boy home lyrics

[hook]
first day out of jail b-tch, i came home and counted mad guap
you not with my team my n-gga, you is just my mascot
shooters on the rooftop, boy don’t get your -ss shot
bando just like kimbo shawty, caucasians out the trap spot

[verse 1]
if i was a p-ssy, i would always tuck my chain in
but since i’m not, i bet this .40 cave your face in
talking ’bout your bright lights, but you never ball right
hollering ’bout your bands, go ahead then hit my line and talk some
started off my day, i pour me up a couple dirties
disrespect the boss, the young’ns rush you with a hurry
always got it on me, why the f-ck should i be worried?
like a half an hour b-tch, b-tch you know i sold that 30
made myself a boss, the f-ck i look like taking orders
gave my n-ggas guns and dope and put ’em on that corner
used to be my f-ck boy, now you talking gangsta
i don’t exercise my lips, i only work my fingers
notes in my pocket of that rocket, that’s that .9 hoe
never leave my heat behind, do i look like lebron? no
pull up in that ‘rari, sorry, bet you never saw it coming
homie talk that shooter sh-t, but he never shot at nothing
big guy what you doing? cool it, loading guns, counting 100s
i be with your hoe, we f-cking or i might be robbing something
never had a job, never step and get that lazy cash
old flow like the 80s back, that ain’t yours, who’s chain is that?
henplays, get paid, do this sh-t like every day
50 shots, my magazine play with me, you read everything
f-ck boy just stay in your lane, you know i got that strap with me
i’m freebandz and you no bands, that ain’t my fault, don’t be mad with me
knows that n-ggas ruthless, you n-ggas know how we do
you know i’m with the movement, you moving b-tch or you moved
i rolling with my shooter, he got the mac with the cooler
versache on my belt, i’m medusa toting the rueger
rubber band that money gang, choppers how we came to play
we will kick your door, tie up your hoe like fifty shades of grey
don’t care if you pray today, no that won’t get you saved today
disrespect my gang today, n-gga you gon’ die today

- doe boy lyrics

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