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theodore grams - dogtown lyrics

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(“we hustlin'” a previous theodore grams song plays backwards, which is a version of “dogtown” in reverse)

verse 1

i’m ridin’ through my hood, germantown ave. coastin’ (uhn)
i’m in it like tennis, this the uptown open
philly this my city, it ain’t gotta be spoken
on my way to a dollar, if they ask where i’m goin’

bad b-tch, natural hair, and she never had a sew in (nillz)
tired of these clowns, think it’s time they bring a pro in (yeah)
tables finally turning, now everybody joe’n (huh?)
and she say babyjesus, and i just start the glowing (laughs)

ooh, h-lla swagga’, i got h-lla swagga’ (swagga)
chains (chains), whips (whips), but we our own masters (ha)
and n-ggas know i’m phratin’ ’till i’m laying in a casket
but the way i’m stuntin’, i may end up in a casket

chorus

[chanting “turn up”]

swag down, all black down, phrat on deck of course
and my b-tch, she the baddest ’round, she built like a horse (x2)
(we out’chea bruh)
channel 6, live at 6, she asked me can i push a 6
that’s three sixes, that’s three b-tches, sittin’ in the back of it
swag down, all black down, phrat on deck of course
and my b-tch, she the baddest ’round, she built like a horse (hey, hey, hey!)

verse 2

i’m ridin’ through my hood, sharpnack street coastin’ (right)
treat that p-ssy like an ollie, bust that sh-t wide open (pow, pow, pow)
tell a hater, try harder, can’t see you i’m focused (i don’t see you)
oh you ain’t like my sh-t; my fault i ain’t even notice (laughs)

shorty threw on a jacket, yeah, she say i’m the coldest
put her ankles on her shoulders, have her screamin’ like otis (aghh, aghh!)
shorty gave me some head, gave her a pack of some orbitz
told her if she don’t dig game, then i suggest that she forfeit (ahh)

i’m on some already gone sh-t
l’s already sparked (sparked), and i’m already roasted
my n-ggas want parts (parts), and i told them to go in
i rip sh-t apart (part), but already know this

chorus

[chanting “turn up”]

swag down, all black down, phrat on deck of course
and my b-tch, she the baddest ’round, she built like a horse (x2)
(we out’chea bruh)
channel 6, live at 6, she asked me can i push a 6
that’s three sixes, that’s three b-tches, sittin’ in the back of it
swag down, all black down, phrat on deck of course
and my b-tch, she the baddest ’round, she built like a horse (hey, hey, hey!)

we hustlin’, we hustlin’ (what you ain’t know?)
we hustlin’, we hustlin’ (what you ain’t know?)
n-ggas hatin’ (n-ggas hatin?)
n-ggas hatin’ (n-ggas hatin?)
we hustlin’, we hustlin’ (what you ain’t know?)

phrat (what you ain’t know)

philly (what you ain’t know)

[chants turn up] (what you ain’t know)

(bells reverse rise out)

- theodore grams lyrics

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