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gonna get got - my doorbell (white stripes remix) lyrics

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!
ohhh!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
ohh! oh! ooooh!

y’all know where i am
but do you know where i been?
i thought that jesus died for me
feels like i’m dyin for him
came up empty, motherf+ckers bet me
now they drive a bentley
while i scrounge for cash in the land of plenty
what happened? where did the time go?
feels like a dj screw mixtape
time’s sloooooow…
like when yer sittin at a fam reunion
everyone sittin there schmoozin…
my aunt’s gotta say…
the trippla, he’s so talented…
whatever happened to the kid, hmm?”
an i take my drink over to the window
look up at the sky, ask the same thing, bro!
i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!
ohhh!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
ohh! oh! ooooh!

whoo!
mistakes, i made em
big breaks, evade em
god said don’t eat the poison apples
but i ate em then i choked on the core
egg yolk, hit the floor
how we laughed but that joke ain’t so funny anymore
when yer lyin on the black top
fryin like a crack rock
heard the jimmy hat pop
gotta push the fat mop
at ronald’s, not reagan’s, mcdonald’s where pagans
waddle thru the door wit the magazines of model wh0res…
hangin out they grand canyon sized b+tt+cracks
i dont wanna stay here, motherf+cker f+ck that!
i dont belong here, stuck in the wrong year
go home depressed an smoke a 3 foot bong clear
even when i’m wasted, drunk, stoned on pills
i’m still here an i’m still honin’ my sk!lls
an i won’t rest till i’m diggy+dope to the gills
chillin like the pope wit them diggy dolla bills whoo!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!
ohhh!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
ohh! oh! ooooh!

yea!
so holla at the kid
come an white it at the crib
we can do it till we did it
them we’ll do it all again
i’m invitin y’all…fans
record comanies radio
put the check into the mail it don’t bounce way we go…
442+d lorimer st. #101 here out in brooklyn, n+y, 11206
boys bring me drugs, girls bring me naked pix an a twix
an if yer too shy for the meet me in the flesh sh+t, call me up
you can hit me with a phone message goes
9+1+7+526+1565
tripple jiggy’s still alive
an i ain’t never gonna stop
i’m rocking till i hit the top
k!lling everything on the block
just like a crooked cop
crime! bills! lines, pills!
i can’t take much more h+ll
go ahead an ring my friggin doorbell
whoo!
i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!
ohhh!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
ohh! oh! ooooh!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!
ohhh!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
when you gonna ring it?
when you gonna ring it?!!

i been thinkin bout my doorbell…
ohh! oh! ooooh!

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