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dubee - that's what we do lyrics

[intro]
sugawolf
representin’ y.b.d
throwin’ up my three c’s
sidin’ wit my folks
and that’s what we do

[hook]
i rise through the town
f-ckin’ with hoes, smokin’ bomb
gotta have hennessy to keep my game tight (and that’s what we do)
i mobs through the town (and that’s what we do)
f-ckin’ with g’s ’cause i ball (and that’s what we do)
young n-gga make them g’s (b-tch)
keep your game tight

[verse 1: dubee]
now, i be 100% pure hog
stuck in doja fog
it’s your boy d u b, known for servin’ all of y’all
playa doses, keep my brain stuck in playa focus
fasho, it’s pimpin’ up in my blood and you know this
man, say what’s yo plan, foo, we stack g’s
clown mutts and fleas, hounds from three c’s
now, what’s them three c’s?
country club boy
crest and oh yes, with this game i destroy
mack squad pimpin’
madness mackin’ flossin’
haters, they be trippin’
just ’cause we be tossin’
baby mamas, wives, hoochies hookin’ in the cliques
man, we p-ss ’em through the crew
i thought you knew, trick
so, take it what’s it’s worth
and holla if you feel
we spittin’ and hittin’ them dashes
i mash vogues still
fasho doe, pimperistic n-ggas in the fo’ door
putin’ a dent up through the town
makin’ that b-tch yell “oh ho”

[hook]
i rise through the town (through the town)
f-ckin’ with hoes, smokin’ bomb (smokin’ bomb)
gotta have hennessy to keep my game tight (that heem)
i mobs through the town (and that’s what we do)
f-ckin’ with g’s ’cause i ball (and that’s what we do)
young n-gga make them g’s (and that’s what we do, b-tch)
keep your game tight

[verse 2: dubee]
now, if i was a trick, i’d be frustrated
but i since i holla pimp, i just bph’d it
’cause daily they be tryna’ salt me faulty
hooker, hoes and tricks need to back up off me
’cause they all be gameless, brainless you see
now, how they mackin’ b’s when they speak on these g’s
who pimp and pose, catch hoes and d, fasho
we tip up on our toes, spit flows, so now you know, so
just recognize, make note, head down the memo to this instrumental
i come dumb off my heem and indo
and light it up, pimp schemes for a trick
’cause in cali, they rally ’round the g’s and the d-ck
so, like a fro, we pick through and fl!ck through these groupies
thinkin’ that they fetti but they soupie
they askin’ who be the n-gga with the pony
tell ’bout his mail, shakin’ hookers ’cause they phony

[verse 3: dubee]
now, gaze into the eyes of a playa’, forreal
reputable type of playa’, hoggin’ d-gg-n’ for scrill
holla if you feel, we stick to the script
floss the town, hound like a mothaf-ckin’ pimp
i be sugawolf pimp, perm straight bangin’
“girl, he ain’t sh-t”, what them hoes keep sangin’
chasin’ dangalang -ss twisted brain b-tch
i clown, you know fasho, that’s crest side sh-t
so, don’t trip, this pimpin’ it be in me, no envy
baby, why you speakin’ and yo’ track record dingy
stingy with yo’ grit, now you know you low budget
get up out my grill, b-tch, mob that bucket
i be chasin’ scrilla, purp, poppin’ p’s
game tight more than, i’ma bump me a beez’
stayin’ reputable, had to check that ho
like fasho, as i skitty-skirt, get gone

[hook]
i rise through the town (through the town)
f-ckin’ with hoes, smokin’ bomb (bomb)
gotta have hennessy to keep my game tight (that heem)
i mobs through the town (and that’s what we do)
f-ckin’ with g’s ’cause i ball (and that’s what we do)
young n-gga make them g’s (yeah b-tch)
keep your game tight
i rise through the town (i bails with the hog men)
f-ckin’ with hoes, smokin’ bomb (playboy tactics)
gotta have hennessy to keep my game tight (that heem)
i mobs through the town (you better ask somebody)
f-ckin’ with g’s ’cause i ball
young n-gga make them g’s (and that’s what we do)
keep your game tight

[bridge]

young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger
young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger
young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger
young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger
young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger
young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger
young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger
young n-gga make them g’s
came back, had to make it bigger

bigger
bigger

[verse 4: dubee]
now, i wheels with the hog men
madness mackin’ pimpin’, hoggin’ and d-gg-n’
playboy tactics, bubblin’ and ballin’
one of the sharpest mothaf-ckas you done saw in
this here game, potent pimpin’ buisness stone in
me fasho, so your boy, he be hoggin’
with that a1 wicked game, never crawlin’
known for tippin’ on my toes, never crawlin’
you know what’s happenin’, n-gga, f-ck walkin’
handcuffed, huved up, blazed, gettin’ bossed in
this playa game, foo, your brain must be lost in
the loves on, foo, you gone on the toss in
but never me, boy, we pimp, destroy, n-gga
i mack, crack, take hoes
sugawolf don’t save hoes, i got her up stables
they askin’ who be the n-gga with pony
tell ’bout his mail, shakin’ hookers ’cause they phony

[outro]
i rise through the town
(that’s what we do)

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