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wespalmrich - doe lyrics

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[intro]
this some next level sh-t
with a next a level b-tch
hot boyz no delivish
all gas mo pedal sh-t…

cus we all about the doe
all about the doe
money want mo
say we all about the doe
all bout the doe
all bout the doe
money want mo
say we all bout the doe
say we all bout the doe
say we all bout the doe

[hook:]
f-ck that b-tch i still love her doe
but im still about the money doe
so any time a n-gga knock
i gotta get the f-cking doe x2

cus we all bout the doe
all bout the doe
money want mo
say we all bout the doe
all bout the doe
all bout the doe
money want mo
say we all bout the doe

f-ck that b-tch i still love her doe
but im still about the money doe
so any time a n-gga knock
i gotta get the f-cking doe

[verse 1]
knock knock.. who’s there?
if its money on the flo n-gga who cares
if them n-ggas broke bring the tool there
cus they don’t want to see us eat our food there
so we on the move
rocket power got the groove
the way she dropping -ss howdie d-mn howdie do
catch a lil wayne but she gotta stay tuned
married to the money baby imma great groom
thats the reason all my old freaks still fine
naw that ain’t b-tch but she still mine
down bad on my own when a n-gga wasn’t on, she strapped up her belt and was still riding
i use to ride with the strap i ain’t talking bout girbauds
never thought about the league but im all about the pros
yeah, she drop it like i sell em everything for the lows
send em out the doe everything must go

[hook]
cus we all bout the doe
all bout the doe
money want mo
say we all bout the doe
all bout the doe
all bout the doe
money want mo
say we all bout the doe

f-ck that b-tch i still love her doe
but im still about the money doe
so any time a n-gga knock
i gotta get the f-cking doe

[verse 2]
grinding hard, b-tch i’m tryna pull up in foreign
with bih from london like lauren
scratch that it don’t even matter if she gorgeous
hashtag heavy check prolly pay her mortgage
gucci on me, it was prolly made in florence
blowing, blowing crud til we up got ya soaring
sipping, sipping mud til ya stuck got ya pouring
yeah i got a lot flava baby this ain’t no porridge
face gator ot b-tch i’m no tourist
went n ran up a check, they like go forrest
when it’s 4th and inches you gotta go for it
when its 4th and inches b-tch, we gotta go for it
money hit my line jump in beast mode
these hoes act childish like gambino
she can get it any sunday i am al pacino
got her blowing on a n-gga like some cappuccino

[hook]



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