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domo - bitches lyrics

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[verse 1: domo genesis]
b-tch
it’s the 5’9″, taper fade
sideline laker game
high time savor pace
they already know the name
it’s doms in the spit
i mean it’s real sh-t taking place
money’s still the motive
and i’m clockin’ it like flava’flav

[verse 2: hodgy beats]
let me take my scarf off
five four three two one…biiitch
hodgy bout’ to barf logs
i be spitten fire
campin’, making smores
my flow be tramplin’ like you wh0r-s
i’m suicidal, f-ck the door
i’m and, if, but, and or

[verse 3: domo genesis]
b-tch, what the f-ck is you talkin’ bout, if you ain’t gettin no money, huh?
broke n-ggas just talkin’ loud, i swear you n-ggas is funny, bruh
we what the f-ck is up
2012 cuts is f-ck
fast-lifestyle
n-gga slow me down, double cup

[verse 4: hodgy beats]
old-shool vizz-ans
rhymes amidextrious;
i switch hands
five o’clock where yo’ b-tch land
my d-ck she will be quicksand
who better than the next n-gga, like this man?
pockets swell up like a sick gland
k!llin’ yo whole ambition, b-tch

[verse 5: domo genesis]
my hat says “high” cause that’s exactly how i feel, b-tch
all i need is green gr-ss and gold on my real vic
watch me get it n-gga, i’mma sell it real quick
hodgy drew the master plan, domo hit the k!ll switch

[verse 6: hodgy beats]
i’m young fellow guy
pedal by
reppin mellowhype
girlfriend, never settle, wives
too busy, and the metal’s hot
out the dena
all fresh like i’m out the cleaners
hard-wood, like an angry beaver
i’m nuts like my f-cking t-shirt
get it?

[verse 7: domo genesis]
a vandal you never handle
random rapper eating cannibals
you can’t refuse so i let her drink it like it’s danimals
handsome dudes you want to be with standing by camera crews
i let us lose your dreams cause none of them wishes tangible

[verse 8: hodgy beats]
i’m baller like benjamin
i’m all about the benjamins
that’s why people acknowledge me when i ain’t even friends with them
call a ho then stall a ho
i’m also dope from across the rope
catch my fade i bang grenades
and beat your face till it’s off your throat

[verse 9: domo genesis]
please shut the f-ck up, lemme put this sh-t to sleep
the sh-t he speak got him all antsy like it’s christmas week
silly me, riding with several b-tches with slim physiques
and i’m tryna see lights, cameras, action like mr. cheeks

[verse 10: hodgy beats]
army fatigue, bake boxes for the league
no ghetto barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve for the fees
if packaged, she’ll be pet-te, know how to roll up my weed
her doing’s doing the deed, and she don’t really need sh-t

[verse 11: domo genesis]
they asking “domo, where you been?”
they feel they got ditched
just look for the influence, i be under that b-tch
and it’s a headlock when it come to that grip
you ain’t never met a motherf-cker done in that sick, b-tch

[verse 12: hodgy beats]
i’m the best thing yet, i’m the next thing best
i bet i’ll mess with presets and jet around all these vets
that don’t know how to let go
this game is filled with a bunch of grey hair, dead souls
promise ’90 retro, ho

[verse 13: domo genesis]
hey y’all, get out of the way cause i’m going awol
b-tch lay off the gas that they giving your head tank dog
thinking that you better than me will get you taked off
you either gotta win or go home, b-tch, this the playoffs

[verse 14: hodgy beats]
more luxurious that a throwback with no low jack
no driver but it got doormats
zero to sixty in like 4 flat
you know any n-gga that own that
i ain’t stuntin’ i’m a youngin’
me and my n-ggas we be thuggin’
at our shows that we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzing

[verse 15: domo genesis]
so meet me in the trap
it’s going down
mellowhype leaning like the jaw of bobby brown

[verse 16: hodgy beats]
cops arrest me for a dui prohibition
we don’t need y’all motherf-ckers to stop and listen
golf w-ng, b-tch

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