
gmk doughboy - bring the hook lyrics
[verse 1: doughboy get money krew]
h+llo motherf+ckers, wazzam god how you doing? it’s deevil innis b+tch, not the devil, ya better learn. man f+ck allen n+ggas and the people playing the devil’s tune, you say ya smokin onnat kid pack, i got my l!ck back. spent on allem n+ggas, i let it off, they gotta 6 pack, bullets got no name, when i aim it, that fye gon hit yo ass. caught dem p+ssy n+ggas at the light who say they really with that. left the hospital, one on the interstate, one coming back. spent thru the whole section, wet that b+tch up like it’s gta, i be motherf+ckin lyin, i bе jocin bad all day, you say they in good hands, could’ve did bettеr callin allstate. you say you down for that drill, i got the hammer, bring out the yellow tape. 20pointers like what’s on my old g+shock, wanna rollie today. b+tch you say you rolling with me, b+tch quit lying, i know you f+ckin fake. p+ssy n+ggas bite the dust, made sure that b+tch got popped inna face, smokin on my daughter, imma make sure all you b+tches catch one, this fa my kids okay
[hook: doughboy get money krew]
bring the hook, fat b+tch thought the demon came up out me when that ar blrddd, nah i never ran, i up that b+tch, couldn’t even make it outside they shook, “doodie call the policeman,” them hollows knocked off they top, b+tch i’m all me, ian ai, man them people lying
[verse 2: doughboy get money krew]
hol on this that purge game, nightmare on tullis st., b+tch i let it off, f+ck a n+gga, what the f+ck you mean? nopd book his ass, throw the book at this man. doughboy really turnt give no f+cks, he gon get rid of yo ass. thought y’all gon make me eat that d+ck up on allem you got me f+cked up, i’mma drop my nuts bout sum sh+t, you’ll get yo head buss. and it’s f+ck dem people, i’mma nightmare i putcha up. leave mo blood inna streets, thought water gon clean sh+t up. ay, go put dem gloves on, mask off, i send out shots. and it’s f+ck atlantic records vp, tell em what the hype bout. left yo steppas dead now yo ass scarred to leave the house, don’t give a f+ck who you is, pastors and a church can’t save ya now
[hook: doughboy get money krew]
bring the hook, fat b+tch thought the demon came up out me when that ar blrddd, nah i never ran, i up that b+tch, couldn’t even make it outside they shook, “doodie call the policeman,” them hollows knocked off they top, b+tch i’m all me, ian ai, man them people lying
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