jaydre - doritos lyrics
[intro: jaydre]:
f-ckers in school, always tellin’ me in the barber shop
willy grip ain’t bout this, willy grip ain’t bout that
my boy a bd on f-cking lamron and them bro
willy grip ain’t shit, shut the f-ck up!
[verse 1: jaydre]:
hit the studio, vibes lit like pic-sso, (pic-sso!)
static with the gang, and you ran, now your eyes low, (low!)
f-ckin’ with your mans every day on the low though, (low though)
f-ckin’ with your thottie on the weekend, you do not know, (aaah)
lookin’ for your b-tch, then you better check the photo, (aye)
doin’ nothin’ with your life, every night get high hoe, (free tay-k!)
know this shit is just a game, but i’m still gettin’ fly though, (fly though)
looking for the gang, then you better check the bio, (bio, bio)
pull up with a stick, just to rip your tongue off, (aah!)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch, she gon’ need some new lungs now, (lungs now!)
why these pussies dip, things were just gettin’ some fun now, (they pussy!)
always talkin’ shit, it’s on sight, it’s just done now, (done now!)
this shit be mainstream, i ain’t gotta sound like migos, (migos!)
annoying -ss b-tches, man these b-tches some mosquitoes
talk your shit, they know i eat these rappers like doritos (like a dorito!)
i’m the realest bout it, p-ss it to my son haribo!
[hook: young haribo]:
ak-47 in my motherf-ckin’ closet, (in my closet, willy grip)
pull up to the sto’, and yeah we gonna rob it, (rob it!)
pull up with a stick, and yeah i let it hit, (let it hit!)
pull up with the ricks, and i just took your b-tch, (he took yo b-tch!)
[verse 2: young haribo]:
all for the fun, but i do it for the profit, (profit!)
hit the bank, all we make is deposits, (brrp brrp brrp)
you know i’m d1, if you shoot, i’ma block it, (brrp brrrp brrp)
my b-tch mona lisa, your b-tch like the hobbit, (like the hobbit!)
[hook: young haribo]:
ak-47 in my motherf-ckin’ closet, (pow pow!)
pull up to the sto’, and yeah we gonna rob it, (we gonna rob it!)
pull up with a stick, and yeah i let it hit, (i let it hit)
pull up with the ricks, and i just took your b-tch, (i took that b-tch!)
[hook: young haribo]:
ak-47 in my motherf-ckin’ closet, (it’s in my closet!)
pull up to the sto’, and yeah we gonna rob it, (we gonna rob it)
pull up with a stick, and yeah i let it hit, (i let it hit)
pull up with the ricks, and i just took your b-tch, (i took that b-tch!)
[outro: jaydre & young haribo]:
sikiru not on the track!
pigeon gang!
man, we out here
let’s get it
d-mn
that’s a wrap
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