Dog Food Lyrics

Fans they want in

Come join the hotline

Man ya wont win

More on a fast grind

Feel kinda sad for you haters

First classing it homie

Until bills paid off you haters

Now Excuse ya little lady

A one night stand maybe

Right now aint got no time for a baby

Give her the four play

Like im tweeking for the cat

Call it dropping on all fours

When she reaching for the mat

The game's like a bad chick

Co sign the kitty

Wit my palms all out

Hands all round or titties

A kid growing up long time fan of biggie

Drop this ball be silly

No choice but to kill this you dig me

Ready for this since a new born

Lot of yall luke warm

Im a coop wit the roof off

Dudes lost spitting all this bubble gum rap

Duffle the crap in a trash can

I bubble on tracks

Crumbling man want the truth

Speak nothing but realness

Pack a kick like steel spitting

And relate to them hood niggaz

Not going stop mine

Im bout my bread

Bet that time will stop

Thats when you knocked down dead

Anyhow moving on

These rap beats i bully on

Guess im too strong

Need wet wipes they drooling on me

Ya girl loving the pipe game

Them goodies tight

School girl more than just book smart

Her head right

Been the man and buzz quick

And getting bigger

Your lady dig her

Hard sinked into your bigger sister

Bet you hate it im a rude guy

Tell her to loose ride wit no straps

Her tubes tied

Now them dogs will get you

If you lunching turn you dog food

Plot and scheming

Like fiends friending for dog food

Yea they need it

Now this that dope or that dog food

Shout out to them boys

Getting rich from the dog food

Money getting it

Pouring liquor just to numb the feeling

From the bottom getting by

Things you gotta deal wit

Comes to steps been ahead of them

Work pitching it

Its not that hard when you sick of it yeah

On the hustle gotta get it

Gimmie more

If its tricking lady meet me in the store

I want it all

So do this thing till you filthy rich

Until both wrist is lit

And aint nobody ever hand me shit

Who is you playing wit

Them dudes you bangin wit

Need to be aware of the danger

With the game that you playin in

You food dudes will move on you quick fast

Watch his body shake

Like a chick with a big ass hot broad

Need a sloppy broad

She feed me and she tops me off

Shotty be the bomb

Really sexy thats the time we on

She eats me like a fast cakes

Or meat to her mouth

And she earls like she drinking a bad shake

Im back man

Im that hot boy im pacman

Eat your block boy

With these steel toes we tap dance

On a sucker head

Now he good as just dead

He talking rumors put to bed

So just give me the bread

Aint a homie here can stop me

Get put on a hot seat

Pigs line em on a wall

And shoot like we nazi

On my life how it feel

Keep making them punks bleed

And these feelings stay the same

As long as my heart beat

Money getting it

Pouring liquor just to numb the feeling

From the bottom getting by

Things you gotta deal wit

Comes to steps been ahead of them

Work pitching it

Its not that hard when you sick of it yeah

On the hustle gotta get it

Gimmie more

If its tricking lady meet me in the store

I want it all

So do this thing till you filthy rich

Until both wrist is lit

And aint nobody ever hand me shit