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doe boy - huh lyrics

[intro]
huh, huh (doe beezy)
huh, huh (doe beezy)
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
oh, really

[verse 1]
fell out with tory, i seen he got locked, so i’m screamin’ “free him” (d+mn)
q money got locked, so he took his song, now he tryna be him (free q money, ain’t sh+t funny)
free casanova, he told me to chill (free casanova, he told me to what?)
they booked him in cleveland all+star weekend, i went to his party, was prayin’ that i see him (stop playin’)
game pulled up, n+gga walked in the club, took over his section (you think that i’m playin’?)
and i ain’t run to the net, in person i’m sendin’ a message (facts, no bap)
i’m proud of you f+ckin’ on megan, you proud of you f+ckin’ the bestie (come here baby)
but i don’t wish jail on no n+gga so free him (i just had to air that out rеal quick)
free that n+gga (huh, huh)
came in the game, i usеd to want features
finally realized all these rap n+ggas b+tches
finally realized all these rap n+ggas divas
finally realized all these rap n+ggas snitches (p+ssies)
i was right there when the smoke popped off, and your favorite rapper ain’t grab his extension (facts)
you was right there, seen his top knocked off, and all yo’ ass did was go start rappin’ disses
i don’t even blame ’em for dissin’ my n+ggas, they hit his lil’ whip up, really a sixty
quick lil’ sixty, couple lil’ shooters, couple lil’ glizzies
them the same n+ggas that’ll run around town, i own my city
i ain’t never go in my city (nosirski)
real k!ller know in my city (yessirski)
[chorus]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[verse 2]
soon as i get to la (la), first thing i do get the thang
n+gga gettin’ whacked, he played (huh)
hundred round n+gga, i ain’t catchin’ no fade (boom)
i got rick owen shoes on, i don’t want these gettin’ scuffed (ricky)
pray layin’ on the bed with his ass out screamin’, n+gga, i don’t know why he gettin’ tough (oh really)
i don’t want to beef on no songs (nosirski)
real demon, leave me alone (yessirski)
twenty racks, leave it at chrome
i don’t want your heart, keepin’ that dome, though
scared of these rappers, they po+po (po+po)
i ain’t f+ckin’ with n+ggas, that door closed (door closed)
ralph lauren drawers, polos on
‘fore i put ’em on, put the pole on
huh, huh
free any n+gga gettin’ told on
you don’t want to try lil’ beezy, i ride with my bl!cky, i ride with my switchy
rapper for real, i don’t claim n+gga’s work
n+gga, i ain’t rob sada and i ain’t rob trippie
i said “go ask ’em,” that n+gga seen me in action, that n+gga seen i’m a savage (facts)
seen in my eye he ain’t give me everything i asked for, he leavin’ in a casket (think i’m playin’?)
[chorus]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[outro]
oh really
don’t get me started, ’cause i f+ckin’ will
big doe beezy, and when i go there, i go there
h+ll, jail, wherever the f+ck we gotta go
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (think i’m playin’?)
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

- doe boy lyrics

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