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lil dozy - copy cats lyrics

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[intro]
grrrrr
woah
aye
yeah
aye
dozy
wet
lets go
lil dozy

[chorus]
all of these rappers are copy cats
couple of these b+tches stole my swag
couple of these b+tches stole my packs
couple of these b+tches get hit wit’ the macs
you know lil dozy will get the bag
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ mad
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ sad
couple of these b+tches can’t deal wit’ thе facts

[verse 1]
you sucker b+tches do anything cause ya’ll wanna win
yеah, i will not fold, i will not bend
i f+cked yo bih and her friend
and then i f+cked on those twins
i got these twin glocks
gonna leave yo head in a knot
and i’ll be livin’ like i’m snot
you’ll be itchin’, yeah, chickenpox
hold on, me and you not the same
i can tell that boy is a lame
i got diamonds all upon my chain
rammin’ yo b+tch, yeah, like a train
rappers out here trynna use out my name
all these rappers are so f+ckin’ plain
all they wanna do is get up in my fame
and you know lil dozy is goin’ insane
[chorus]
all of these rappers are copy cats
couple of these b+tches stole my swag
couple of these b+tches stole my packs
couple of these b+tches get hit wit’ the macs
you know lil dozy will get the bag
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ mad
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ sad
couple of these b+tches can’t deal wit’ the facts

[verse 2]
and all of these b+tches can not stop us
and my plays are always a plus
i f+cked her once and i left her in the dust
i’m gettin’ this bread, i ain’t talkin’ no crust
see them again, i gotta load up
in my whip, yeah, a donut
sayin’ they got money, they gotta show us
drinkin’ that lean, i’m gonna throw up
you know lil dozy ain’t simpin’ for hoes
i’m f+ckin’ yo b+tch and you missin’ yo hoe
i’m in that p+ssy, you know on the low
you know my d+ck is down in her throat
and she be cleanin’ me up, yeah, like a woah
you know that people call me the goat
you know i gotta put that sh+t right in my notes
yeah, i’ll be drinkin’ that root beer float
[chorus]
all of these rappers are copy cats
couple of these b+tches stole my swag
couple of these b+tches stole my packs
couple of these b+tches get hit wit’ the macs
you know lil dozy will get the bag
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ mad
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ sad
couple of these b+tches can’t deal wit’ the facts

[verse 3]
and you know i’m ballin’ like that
and you know i’m ballin’ like shaq
me and my boys will never f+ckin’ lack
that’s why we got all of these plaques
that’s why yo b+tch is all upon my lap
and you know i’ll be hittin’ it from the back
hittin’ that blunt, man that sh+t wack
most of my songs, sound like i am on crack
i’ll be livin’ in luxury
let me read you a lil summary
no one will be ever better than me
that’s why yo girl is always on my d
nut in her mouth, she said it’s like tea
i’m in a rari, yeah, wit no key
pull a gun out, shoot at yo knee
you on the stand, you takin’ a plea
[chorus]
all of these rappers are copy cats
couple of these b+tches stole my swag
couple of these b+tches stole my packs
couple of these b+tches get hit wit’ the macs
you know lil dozy will get the bag
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ mad
couple of these b+tches will be f+ckin’ sad
couple of these b+tches can’t deal wit’ the facts

[outro]
aye
copy cats
purp
purp b+tch
yeah, i gotta catch
wet
sh+t, purp
aye, yeah



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