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the doppelgangaz - sh*t rock lyrics

[matter ov fact verse]
yo
hey yo it’s time for a confession, it’s best if i just testify
from years of going in on myself, i been desensitized
yo shorty down for sessions, no way she got some friends with thighs
but on the spot i’m good for thinking of some defensive lies
i say yo baby girl let’s not make this a spectacle
your nose is out of place, plus your face is in-symmetrical and
look at them chesticles and i’m feeling some other hun
your one of them is just slightly smaller than the other one
yo how am i supposed to be performing under these conditions?
i been hit up the doctor, yo i been filled out prescriptions
i took them joints so long i started developing a resistance
it’s like, playing discus where they’re tearing in your meniscus
but yo, i’m getting women wishing me the best of wishes
and plenty shortys sending me some messages with pictures
talking about your majesty here’s the digits let me take a stab at
defying the laws of gravity, and
defying the laws of physics

[hook 1a]
yo
let’s get home
get high
get wine
get schnapps
recline
in time
get mine
get knocked
it’s fine
but mid-top
this dime just slid oc
whole sh-t got gridlocked
[hook 2a]
hey yo i’m gonna get my sh-t rocked x3
a n-gga gonna get his sh-t rocked
hey yo i’m gonna get my, check it

[ep verse]
ayo shorty living in montclair
got moncler, my blunt, conair
blowing the hair by the armoire, in the armchair
forty fortune br-ssiere holdin a pair , of the most rare
cover the pair shaped fair skinned twins up in the air
a couple of grams of snore up in the cans of war, plans a bore
when she took out the cans, and let, both of my hands support
random thought, if this chicks bathed for really
i spray up the club though she got prey to w-lly, feel me?
she go wherever the guy go, spy go to the tahoe
she fiending for the braggiole
i’m leaning for the console, scheming on her tonsils
she want to get frisky, but i can’t get off of no whiskey
not even half-chub, shriveled like out of the bath tub
she laughed, shrug, giggled and told me to pack up
shorty let’s back up and, let’s try it again
but i can’t pretend
a player won’t cry in the end

[hook 1b]
yo
let’s get home
get high
get wine
get schnapps
recline
in time
get mine
get knocked
it’s fine
but mid-top
this dime just slid oc
whole sh-t got gridlocked
[hook 2b]
hey yo i’m gonna get my sh-t rocked x3
a n-gga gonna get his sh-t rocked
hey yo i’m gonna get my, check it

- the doppelgangaz lyrics

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