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icewear vezzo – dog action lyrics

[intro]
jose the plug

[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
woo, this that dog action
four spots on one street, b-tch, they all slappin’
got some gl-ss hi-tech, i want all caskets
shoot a n-gga then check him, b-tch, i ball backwards
just bought another ‘dweller bone, yeah, that’s sixty thousand
this big chop around my neck, this b-tch splittin’ houses
if it’s up with my gang, ain’t no gettin’ out it
yeah, i’ll leave somethin’ like i’m irresponsible
n-ggas goin’ back to court, cut they time faster
ask cudi what he do for work and he said rob rappers
seen them rip shirts, i was crying laugh
and f-ck your homie that got whacked, he should’ve died faster
ugh, b-tch, i get high as nasa
since i jumped off the porch, i been buying ladders
cash a n-gga whole load, you should’ve bought it faster
brand new 911 porsche turbo, this b-tch automatic
i’m just talkin’ ’bout my life, i be hardly rappin’
want the money and your ice, that ain’t all we asking
n-gga ever see me starving, i was only fasting
got a whole brick of white on wrap like a tall t tag-ins
huh, this a party package
soon as that perkio kick in, i’ma start relaxing
and i ain’t never finish school, i was always absent
i’m so used to doing turn-arounds, i be walking backwards, ugh

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
b-tch, i’m drinking raw acky
plain rollie on my arm, it cam from dog packing
you got a ‘master on your wrist, you say your arm dancing
n-gga, that’s your brother yacht, so i’ma call him captain
f-ck some coffee cups, we drink hi-tech out of tall gl-sses
shoot a n-gga in his forehead, make him fall backwards
i do more than hit the work, b-tch, i bodyslam it
if you hear a n-gga caght me slippin’, glocky probably jammed up
ayy, i just thought of something
am i a trick? ’cause i just f-cked this b-tch and bought her something
shout out to that n-gga peezy ’cause he taught me something
he introduced me to that rizzy, then i saw a hundred
now my pockets swollen
n-gga, that’s a 36, that is not a trophy
i just bought a 36 but it is not a rollie
nephew picked me up in the h-llcat, i hope it’s not a stolen
this n-gga bad as h-ll
my n-gga said he had some wocky, i was glad as h-ll
told that n-gga bring that b-tch right now long as it got the seal
man, this n-gga pulled up with some green, i was mad as h-ll
this lame n-gga want some percs, i’m finna tax him twelve
sold his -ss some diet pills, he was fat as h-ll
short a n-gga thirty grams, and he had a scale
i’m a rapper now, remember when i had a bag to sell
my uncle got caught with some blow, now he sell crack in jail
you can take a n-gga out the hood, can’t take the clientele
i pulled up to the spot for nothing, i thought i had a sale
even though i rap, i’m still shiesty, i’ll jack myself
boy, i got a hundred pages in this magazine
i’ll open this b-tch up, i hope your -ss can read
doing donuts in that ‘vette, i almost smacked a tree
my ex asked me why i’m drinking tech, i’m tryna catch some z’s

- icewear vezzo lyrics

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