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webbie - doe doe lyrics

(feat. bun b, lil phat of 3 deep)

[webbie talking over chorus]
(blowin doe, doe)
trill entertainment, young savage
(blowin doe, doe), (blowin doe, doe)
(blowin doe, doe)
if it ain’t purple we ain’t even smokin it
(blowin doe, doe) [4x]

[chorus – repeat 8x]
blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
got the hat back with the seats low
blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
got the hat back with the seats low
blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
got the hat back with the seats low
blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
got the hat back with the seats low

[verse 1 – webbie]
it ain’t no joke up in here, got so much smoke up in here
that you’ll prolly choke up in here, if you ain’t on that dope up in here
mayne i should slow up in here, cause i can’t get roped up in here
got this lil’hoe up in here and i ain’t had insurance in years
but i’ll turn the wheels, the music f-ck up your ears
sn-tch some mo twenty-sixes, give you mo sh-t to go whisper
i have ’em big, by the line-you clip ’em one at a time
you do this sh-t by the month, i switch ’em up by the blunt
so don’t be stuntin, respect that chickens and boppas be on me
and yeah i’m prolly in the projects with some lil’n-gg-s that’s wanted
in the whip with some tint, bad b-tch with some sense
i get tired of ridin this, i hit the castle and switch
yeah my lil’homie done came up on some extravagant sh-t
so i roll it up and took me an extravagant hit
got to laughin and grinnin, mayne it must be pleasin
started trippin and cheesin, i rolled another one, immediate-you know i’m

[chorus]

[verse 2 – lil’ phat]
i be creepin slowly in the monte carlo
i ain’t goin inside till tomorrow
i gotta get it, give a f-ck if it’s your car note
black jeep behind me that’s my n-gg- marlo
i pull up at the studio, i’m gettin blunted
with a stripper, boosie call her young dummy
my girl hit me, phat bring yo -ss home
not right now cause i’m gettin my thug on
eyes low, yeah i’m smokin off the pound
hat back, seats low-me and my round
4-4 in my pack it’s kind of heavy
take it off, put it on my lap-i stay ready
this sh-t got me mayne i’m tired of smokin this
hit my n-gg- b to get some different sh-t
mothaf-cka and don’t never think i’m scary
i put hollow tips through yo f-ckin belly
they gon burn ya like a deli, i stay ready

[chorus]

[verse 3 – bun b]
mayne i’m always in the ghetto, in the ghetto you can find me
cadillac sw-ngin-car killas right behind me
rollin down the interstate doin bout ninety
the car so smoked out this sh-t about to blind me
gotta crack the window and let loose the smog
while i’m bendin corners in my candy painted hog
this sweet is so impact, this mothaf-ckas like a log
i take another hit and then i p-ss it to my dogg
a doe, doe smokin gangsta, i stay twistin that green
a twenty eight gram a day habit, know what i mean
if i don’t get medicine n-gg- on the cool
i’m bout to start trippin out-actin a mothaf-ckin fool
that’s when dr.jekyll turn into hyde on these boys
and pull out the hecklar and start to ride on these boys
where i’m from we ain’t lettin sh-t slide on these boys
but we gon’keep our pistols and our eyes on these boys, that’s wh-ssup

[chorus till end]

- webbie lyrics

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