doe boy – nonsense lyrics
[intro]
(buddah blessed this beat)
oh, really?
[chorus]
i feel like lil’ beezy back in 2012 (doe beezy)
where my trey+five+seven at? that switch be droppin’ sh+lls (buh+buh+buh+buh)
i could never tell, b+tch, i don’t run with 12 (yessirski)
tell a n+gga find some paperwork that say cotrell (fool)
this lil’ beezy back when he dropped “what you mean” (oh, really?)
what you mean? do he got a beam? n+gga, what you think? (buh+buh+buh+buh, fool)
b+tch, i’m pourin’ up your dead n+ggas when i drink
i ain’t tryna tweet, n+gga, we ain’t tryna link, uh (think i’m playin’?)
[verse]
back when lil’ beezy and ty was at the store
youngest demon, that’s on knowles, b+tch, i always kept a pole (knowles avе, ask somebody)
creepin’ up and down your street soon as i get the lo’ (ask somеbody)
b+tch, i’m on your ass, you better watch the sh+t you post (better ask somebody)
feds takin’ pictures, throw my gang up, strike a pose (gang, gang, gang, gang)
let me see his pistol, i’ma keep it like i’m ‘posed to
all i rap about is sh+t i did or sh+t i’m gon’ do (facts)
police bring a picture of your n+gga, i don’t know you (no sirski)
i feel like lil’ beezy back in 2010 (doe beezy)
had a trey+eight on me, but i wish i had a fin (facts)
i just called my twin, get you k!lled with benjamins
feel like baggage claim, b+tch, we pull up, spin a bin
pull up, spin a bin, spin a bin, spin again (spin it)
if she f+ck me better than her friend, i spend a ten (come here, baby)
sh+t don’t make no sense, d+mn, sh+t don’t make no sense
see you starin’ at my wrist, be a fool and take that risk (oh, really?)
[chorus]
i feel like lil’ beezy back in 2012 (doe beezy)
where my trey+five+seven at? that switch be droppin’ sh+lls (switchy)
i could never tell, b+tch, i don’t run with 12 (f+ck it, f+ck it)
tell a n+gga find some paperwork that say cotrell (please)
this lil’ beezy back when he dropped “what you mean” (what you mean, n+gga?)
what you mean? do he got a beam? n+gga, what you think? (n+gga, what you think?)
b+tch, i’m pourin’ up your dead n+ggas when i drink (let’s go, f+ck ’em)
i ain’t tryna tweet, n+gga, we ain’t tryna link, uh (think i’m playin’? oh, really?)
[outro]
doe beezy
yeah
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