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yungjosh93 - ima dog lyrics

[intro: don toliver]
sometimes it get grimey out here
y’know, them dogs gotta eat
and they take you too
uh, yeah, uh, yeah

[chorus: don toliver]
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’ma pull up, pull up, then trap it up
drop the thang off like i’m santa claus
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a—hoo! hoo!
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’ma pull up, pull up, then trap it up
drop the thang off like i’m santa claus
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’ma—hoo! hoo! pull up, pull up

[verse 1: don toliver]
call up my n+ggas, let’s boot up, boot up
pull out them gats and we shoot up, shoot up
go to the mall and we trap, we trap
f+ckin’ your b+tch and she chew up, chew up
pour up the lean and she threw up, threw up
pass her around, n+gga, i had to do it
comin’ down, and i slam it in you
i’m a dog, n+gga, all my n+ggas is dogs
but, n+gga, i don’t f+ck with y’all
better cry, n+gga, ‘fore you walk when you fall (hey, hey)
but, n+gga, i don’t f+ck with y’all
i just got your b+tch, i’m finna hit them all
but, uh, n+gga, i don’t f+ck with y’all
if you need to work, i’m the one to call
but, uh, n+gga, i don’t f+ck with y’all, uh
i cross paths, feelin’ like a star
drive a sports car, my contract, homie
call me big homie, i’m the only one
show a n+gga somethin’, let me hold somethin’
it’s .44, somethin’, i call my lil’ homie
he said you owe somethin’
[verse 2: yungjosh93]
i+i+i+i+i+i don’t owe sh+t but hoe sh+t
them boys ain’t spittin’, closed lips
still new news to my old b+tch
hoy boy with a cold b+tch
i’m a young n+gga with older b+tches
god flow, jehovah witness
so when i get that work, that’s church’s chicken
tried to rap and i’m hurtin’ n+ggas
stack your [?], make a shirt for n+ggas
you f+ckin’ with a dirty n+gga
them boys talkin’, i ain’t heard them n+ggas
charm, we gettin’ out purpose, n+gga
movin’ work, and that’s word to jigga
still smokin’, puttin’ purple swishes
you the type to get murder ‘quipment
life’s a b+tch, and i’m suckin’ with her
if i like the b+tch, i’ma numb her, get her
i mean, get her number, i’m dumb as n+ggas
but i am a n+gga, but d+mn them n+ggas
i’m shy but in camera pictures
call+call me future if life’s a b+tch and death’s her sister
huh, now i don’t give a f+ck if they was real sisters
yungjosh f+ckin’ with them real k!llers, huh
these n+ggas broke like scales
switches, i’m comin’ down, what’s goin’, don?
i’m from houston but i’m outta town
i’m a album down, but i’m outta town
can’t let these hoes stop my grind
i’m the sh+t, it’s hot in town
my n+ggas like it’s mardi gras
might show up at your momma house
my ass gon’ chop his out
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m smokin’ leaves like it’s fall, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
arf, arf, arf, arf
[chorus: yungjosh93]
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m a dog, b+tch
i’ma pull up, pull up, give out the work
give out the work like i’m santa claus

[verse 3: yungjosh93]
b+tch, take your bra, and your drawls
own the beat, i go biggie smalls
i go 2pac, goin’ soon diddy and nas
just neck, back, p+ssy, ass, titties and naw
i ain’t kiddin’ at all, i’m new me
and i don’t give a f, ’cause i’m still g
still calm when, you know, 1+2+3
for my n+ggas i cut too deep
if it’s f+ck me, then f+ck you too
and f+ck you three, you gotta come for me?
i’m a dog, b+tch, i’m goin’ off, b+tch
like the light pill was 100 g’s
lord, i pray that my b+tches come in three’s
and i won’t suck no fleas
and i pray that my weed don’t with seeds
i gotta serve the streets, i’m prayin’ hard
’cause i got a case
might get locked up ’cause i murder beats
trappin’ hard, that’s where to be
ten+fours is the first to see
i murder sh+t, no degree
weed funky, no degree
bad b+tches, they notice me
well, baby girl, here’s a no from me
if you ain’t got money, don’t waste your time
’cause you won’t get no time from me
i’m dope ‘fore you get dope
that’s everytime you get a line from me
i get money so you get money
that’s to any label that’s signin’ me
i gotta view a trease, i’m pinin’ trees
cold world, i ain’t tryna freeze
i’m strapped like double d’s
i’m on xan’s, them double g’s, i’m gone

- yungjosh93 lyrics

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