Doggystyle Lyrics

Yes, yes

Everybody wants this

Tell them that I'm busy I'm not really even on shit

My ex boo would die for me, she sent me a long text

I never responded, now I got heavy conscious

You know she'll catch a call when I'm drunk or something

On some I'm just trying to talk not even fuck or nothing

She said you lying, yes I'm lying boo I'm up to something

Boy no it's late I got to go and now I'm huffing puffing

Her family love me, fuck her cousin and her other cousin

Got one cousin say he thinking about running up and

If he do I'm aiming for his gut, I will Tummy tuck him

If he a throws a straight them I'm ducking it and uppercutting

Sugar Ray, it's not sweet though

Holler molly got me hotter than a jalapeño

But it give me bottomless dick like a cheat code

Man my team is undefeated now they want a veto

But Biggs is the commissioner,

Your boo loose goose I could probably fit a fist in her

Vindicator running through the villagers

Pillaging your land, man damn turn the city into ash, like a scorpion finisher

Baby girl get over here

Pointed at my tooth and told the jeweler put a boulder here

That wasn't even me talking, alter-ego Baudelaire

I ain't had a sober year since I was 16

Laying were your bitch be, and I

Got your woman laying naked I'm turning the TV on

She 21 like Savage or Deion,

She eat D all

Day, yeah,

She treat the head like Leon

Treesh, she's a bop, bop, bop, she's so Rihanna

Telling me she knows better rappers she know that she wrong

I don't need cosigns or connections to put me on

Every meal exotic this cooked by a Korean

So I don't care about how you eating or what you be on

Got her crying on some boo-hoo-hoo

Try to lock me in your spell bitch I know voodoo too

Got her crying on some boo-hoo-hoo

Try to lock me in your spell bitch I know voodoo too

Brought her man to me, hit them both with two .22's

they hit like .223's

Bitch I'm the new Tunechi

Yes, yes

Everybody wants this

Tell them that I'm busy I'm not really even on shit

My ex boo would die for me, she sent me a long text

I never responded, now I got heavy conscious

You know she'll catch a call when I'm drunk or somethin

On some I'm just trying to talk not even fuck or nothing

She said you lying, yes I'm lying boo I'm up to something

Boy no it's late I got to go and now I'm huffing puffing

I should really kick the black and milds

Cant be slave to an addiction man I'm trying to last a while

But this bitch tripping

If I had a dollar every time my bitch tripped

I could make my stack a mile

10 rounds and I'm standing like Ali, she gassing out

Top shelf gas high as Denali the pack is loud

She like the way I diss a bitch in every song I got

She like every song I got, so she let me pack her out

Biggs!