nuk - doozie lyrics
[intro]
(bangthatsh+t)
[verse 1]
the whole bity waitin’ on me to drop
but i’m out here traffickin’ the bag right by vermont
lil’ b+tch nasty with the top
rather be dead than out here standin’ with my opps
had a five+ball on me at katanas
got so much cheese, b+tch, i can move your mama
watchin’ n+ggas die, don cheadle and rwanda
rip squad, b+tch, i gotta pay my homage
b+tch, they gon’ always catch us boolin’
pay them extra bands just to get your shooter
poppin’ in your dreams like they freddy krueger
a fan, i control her mind ’cause the belt medusa
my white boy k!llin’ n+ggas now, he off a roofie
we ain’t gotta run with ice cube to know we ruthless
my daddy had thirty back when biggie made “juicy”
b+tch, i’m a young fly n+gga, this ain’t lucci
[chorus]
why all my hoes really think my life a movie?
brodie hit me with the bag, this b+tch a doozy
b+tch, stop with all them thoughts, give me the coochie
they can’t stand my baby block, he be the boosie
we caught a couple n+ggas lackin’, three stooges
that pot four hundred degrees, i call it juvie
he keep talkin’ without thinkin’, hit his noodle
don’t go talkin’ to detectives ’cause that information crucial
[verse 2]
she keep playin’ like she hate me, know she miss my drawers
told her when she suck the d+ck, don’t forget the b+lls
n+ggas see me with the cheese, lookin’ all distraught
n+gga, i get money, yen, what the f+ck you thought?
n+ggas hated on jesus, put ’em on the cross
i can live a hundred years ’cause y’all n+ggas soft
russian sold a hundred grams, came up in the dark
my lil’ n+ggas got a vision, yeah, that’s where you start
n+ggas gotta be a hundred, that ain’t sh+t we teachin’
b+tch, i’m goin’ to get some money, i’ve been out my region
b+tches always tellin’ hoes exactly how i treat ’em
b+tch, the price way better if this bag go up your cleavage
we’ve been gettin’ money, it been lookin’ like we print it
pyrex action, batter up, ken griffey
live the stoner life like we some hippies
i’ve been makin’ pelicans fly, alvin gentry
[chorus]
why all my hoes really think my life a movie?
brodie hit me with the bag, this b+tch a doozy
b+tch, stop with all them thoughts, give me the coochie
they can’t stand my baby block, he be the boosie
we caught a couple n+ggas lackin’, three stooges
that pot four hundred degrees, i call it juvie
he keep talkin’ without thinkin’, hit his noodle
don’t go talkin’ to detectives ’cause that information crucial
[outro]
(bangthatsh+t)
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