Tag: Lil Baby


Young Thug – Slimed In Lyrics




[Chorus: Nechie]
What’s your kind then, yeah my slimes in
All these diamonds, fuck you thought? (fuck you thought?)
Wipe your nose clean, fuck your whole team
We don’t spare a thing, knock ’em off
What’s your kind then, yeah my slimes in
All these diamonds, fuck you thought?
Wipe your nose clean, fuck your whole team
We don’t spare a thing, knock ’em off

[Verse 1: Nechie]
Fuck you thought? (fuck you thought?), we won’t walk (we won’t walk)
Take ’em down, knock ’em off (knock ’em off)
Yeah my slimes wit me, I was born tinted
You can see who in it, presidential limit
You can see we winnin’, fuck you thought? (fuck you thought?)
I put VVS’ in my mouth (in my mouth)
Straight out the south (out the south), I got clout
I’m with chain gang, now I’m out (now I’m out)
You ain’t gang gang gang, take ’em out (take ’em out)
I got gang for a lane, fuck you thought?
Bitch I’m slicker than a muh, get it out the soil
Insane with them cutters, who want war with the boy?

[Chorus: Nechie]
What’s your kind then, yeah my slimes in
All these diamonds, fuck you thought (fuck you thought?)
Wipe your nose clean, fuck your whole team
We don’t spare a thing, knock ’em off
What’s your kind then, yeah my slimes in
All these diamonds, fuck you thought? (fuck you thought?)
Wipe your nose clean, fuck your whole team
We don’t spare a thing, knock ’em off

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I’m in Balmain, it didn’t cost a thing
I’m not 2 Chainz, I got forty (I got forty)
I bust your brain, since we speakin’ of brain
Make your hoe give brain then get lost (then get lost)
I paint her face, you can call me Cozy
Fuck a Ric Flair, I got 70 Rollies
I rock big [checks?], Chinchilla minks, when she cozy
You ain’t gang gang gang gang gang, why you talkin’?
I bought 20 cars for every year that I was walkin’
Made her get an abortion, she ain’t nothing but a thottie
And I got way better bitches ’round I can lock in, I’m still bossin’

[Chorus: Nechie]
What’s your kind then, yeah my slimes in
All these diamonds, fuck you thought? (fuck you thought?)
Wipe your nose clean, fuck your whole team
We don’t spare a thing, knock ’em off
What’s your kind then, yeah my slimes in
All these diamonds, fuck you thought? (fuck you thought?)
Wipe your nose clean, fuck your whole team
We don’t spare a thing, knock ’em off

[Verse 3: Nechie]
Nechie slang slang slang, ain’t gon waste no time
Boy you ain’t my kind, I get cheese, you drop dimes
Prezi diamonds on my wrist, my neck, my ear (yeah)
Nechie Houdini, I make him disappear (oh yeah)
Get you knocked out (nah), cut the top out (off)
Fuck twelve, yeah we smashin’ on a cop car (cop car)
I’m out on bail sippin’ clean, yeah that real raw (raw)
I’m a thug, I don’t give no damn about no DA or no judge
I get it out the mud (yeah yeah)
Step off in your club and throw a dub (yeah yeah)
Give ’em hell (hell), I might call Lil Baby for a bale, don’t need no scale (scale)
Southside, youngin’ on my side on the mayor




Lil Baby – Pikachu (No Keys) (feat. Drake) lyrics




[Intro: Drake & Future]
Yeah, 6IX
Wheezy out of here

[Verse 1: Drake]
The dash, it’s digital, the schedule busy
My head in a hoodie, my shorty a goodie
My cousins are crazy, my Cousins like Boogie
Life is amazin’, it is what it should be
Been here for ten but I feel like a rookie
I tell her, “look up” ’cause it’s snowin’ in Tootsie’s
Booked for three years, now man can’t even book me
It’s me and Lil Baby, this shit goin’ crazy
Wheezy produced it and Weezy F made me
And she held it down, so she got a Mercedes
Young Money Records, the Army, the Navy
They ran me ten thousand, I threw it like Brady
The foreign is yellow like Tracee and KD
I trusted my niggas, they never betrayed me
Met all these niggas, they sweeter than Sadie
When I started out, I just took what they gave me
Did all the favors, they never repayed me
It worked in my favor, ’cause nobody saved me

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Brand new whip got no keys
Ten on my clothes no starch, please
Soon as I nut, you can go and leave
Got M’s in the bank, like yes indeed

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Cartier glasses, I won’t even peek at you
Yellow Ferrari like Pikachu
I got ’em waiting and watching what he gon’ do
Tryna peep what I do, tryna steal my moves
Twenty five hundred for a new pair of tennis shoes
The same price, I could make them youngins come and finish you
Lawyer been charging, he Jewish like he voodoo
Best dope boy hundred thousand for the eagle
Presidential tints slide by, we don’t see you
I been getting money, I ain’t worry ’bout what he do
I’m getting money like I’m from the ’80s
Me and Drake ’bout to drop man, this shit gon’ go crazy
They know I’m the truth, coming straight from the basement
I’m straight as the street, man I come from the pavement
The millions and hundreds make em go crazy
Wah wah wah, bitch I’m Lil Baby

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Brand no whip got no keys
Ten on my clothes no starch, please
Soon as I nut, you can go and leave
Got M’s in the bank, like yes indeed

[Post-Chorus: Lil Baby]
Me and my dogs going all the way
When you living like this, they supposed to hate

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Brand no whip got no keys
Ten on my clothes no starch, please
Soon as I nut, you can go and leave
Got M’s in the bank, like yes indeed

[Post-Chorus: Lil Baby]
Me and my dogs going all the way
When you living like this, they supposed to hate

[Outro: Future]
Wheezy out of here


Lil Durk – How I Know (feat. Lil Baby)


[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
How I know if you die for me?
Know if you shoot for me?
How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t steal from me?
Know you won’t kill for me?
I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t turn on me?
Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t die for me?
Know you will ride for me, just don’t ever lie to me, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Thought I’d never see the day that you would switch up
Ain’t no hard feelings, I’m wishing you good luck
I can’t lie, I miss your touch, you got that good love
I put diamonds on your hand, don’t hold your fist up
How I know if I get jammed you gon’ keep it real?
How you gon’ say that I ain’t solid, I ain’t ever squealed
If I die today give it to my son, ain’t writin’ no will
All these thoughts inside my head, it got me poppin’ pills
Runnin’ with my steel, there’s some niggas in the rear
If they get they chance they will
But I ain’t worried, I’m gon’ kill
I’m gon’ drill every one of them
We gon’ kill every one of them

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
How I know if you die for me?
Know if you shoot for me?
How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t steal from me?
Know you won’t kill for me?
I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t turn on me?
Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t die for me?
Know you will ride for me, just don’t ever lie to me, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
One time to cross out Migo, he gon’ take your life
So I don’t understand how Plies ran off on the plug twice
And you can’t remix none of that lean if it’s not cut right
And you can’t say you super trill ’cause you ain’t cut right
Sex her once then kick her out ’cause I don’t nut twice
The way that A$AP died don’t sit in my gut right
And if we ever find the killer then he must die
And I’m always low on niggas, I don’t trust high
I don’t know if you’ll ride, I don’t know if you gon’ slide
I don’t know want me to die, I don’t know if it’s your pride
And if it is then hide it then
Me and Lil Baby do it for the trenches, we gon’ ride with them

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
How I know if you die for me?
Know if you shoot for me?
How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t steal from me?
Know you won’t kill from me?
I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t turn on me?
Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t die for me?
Know you will ride for me, just don’t ever lie to me, yeah, yeah


Gucci Mane & Lil Baby – The Load (feat. Marlo)


[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Wop

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Well my day startin’ crazy, my pack ain’t fuckin’ make it
The feds investigating, some of my niggas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin’
El Gato is my code name, don’t ever call me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment
I’m gangster but I’m famous, bitch I’m armed and I’m dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin’ mane, fuck what niggas thinkin’ mane
Guwop gon’ keep gettin’ it mane, long as they keep printin’ it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain’t that synthetic
Y’all boys too pathetic
You don’t got it then go get it
Call tell, I’m connected
El Gato, respect it
Two Asian plugs with hella drugs
Call them Redman and Method

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Fuck the police, that’s the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I poured it on her
Diamonds on fleek, I’m cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop sitting at the top
Millionaires out the cell block
I ain’t never gotta sell blocks
When I get bored I buy a new watch
Went to the lot and bought my bitch a drop
Now I’m on fire, I burn a nigga
They ain’t gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really gettin’ them loads
Ask the streets, everybody know
Spend my show money on clothes
Trap stay bunking, we don’t close
Runnin’ with slime, they’ll wipe your nose
I’m from the gutter, throwing up fours
I’m back on my shit, I’m dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, then I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon’ shoot on my command
Pop a nigga noggin like a xan
All I ever needed was a chance
Now I got a whole lot of bands
Now I got a whole lot of fans
Tucking my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a white one, a gold
Never stopping and I’m always on go
In the back of the back, I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, tryna get off the load
I’m like Luda, I been slanging them bows

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

[Verse 3: Marlo]
I been having a real crazy day, but them packs man I’m gettin’ paid
Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a nigga with a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own, nigga I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name, don’t ever call me rude
Act a fool, and I been a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga make the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I make the news
Do script and pack with Lil Baby food
Goose say we’re goin’ real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin’ real real closer
And I hope the dope just came up out the water
And I put that fish scale in that water
Make it double up and get real real harder
And if it [?] go real real farther, yeah

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola


Lil Baby – All Of A Sudden (feat. Moneybagg Yo)


[Intro: Moneybagg Yo]
Ugh ugh ugh
Fed shit
Ayy, gangster shit only nigga
Lil Baby what’s poppin’?
DMac got me too bangin’
All four of my pockets full now

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Lil Baby]
I can’t be totin’ no handguns (Glock)
Unless that bitch come with a thirty (with a thirty)
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a buddy (with a friend)
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars (skrt)
That bitch gotta come with a button (a button)
I was broke like a while back
Now I’m up all of a sudden
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget (send me that)
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber (slip in that)
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy
I just came home with nothin’ (woo)
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey)
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey)
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey, hey)

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Moneybagg, Moneybagg (fuck with it)
I’m in the booth with a money bag
Here go the bricks, where the money at?
Give me a load, I ain’t comin’ back
I make ’em shoot where your stomach at
We gon’ pull up where your mama at
Runnin’ through hoes like a running back
We can fuck but you can’t call this number back
If you knew better, baby you’d do better
I got plenty hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
I’m with MoneyBagg, we went four federal
Four Pockets, Bread Gang, who better?

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Lil Baby]
I can’t be totin’ no handguns
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a buddy
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars
That bitch gotta come with a button
I was broke like a while back
Now I’m up all of the sudden
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy

[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
If I said fuck you I meant that
I’m whippin’ this coupe, I ain’t rent that
The shit that you savin’, I spent that
And if you want smoke you can get that
I just want proof of the backend
Any time I fuck her I hit from the back end
I’m pullin’ her hair while I dig in her
She like hold up baby, keep my tracts in
I can’t hit that bitch raw, got a glove on me
I’m in the trap with the drugs one me
I just went bonkers all up, exclusive gang
Fly as fuck like a dove on me
Diamonds wet like a tub on me
Hurricane Harvey, flood on me
Left the spot with a dub on me
Walk in the spot, bitches tug on me

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Lil Baby]
I can’t be totin’ no handguns
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a buddy
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars
That bitch gotta come with a button
I was broke like a while back
Now I’m up all of the sudden
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my kush be muddy
I just came home with nothin’
Now I’m up all of the sudden
Hey, now I’m up all of the sudden, hey
Now I’m up all of the sudden
I just came home with nothin’
Now I’m up all of the sudden
Hey, now I’m up all of the sudden, hey
Now I’m up all of the sudden


Quality Control – The Load Lyrics


[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Wop

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Well my day startin’ crazy, my pack ain’t fuckin’ make it
The feds investigating, some of my niggas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin’
El Gato is my code name, don’t ever call me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment
I’m gangster but I’m famous, bitch I’m armed and I’m dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin’ mane, fuck what niggas thinkin’ mane
Guwop gon’ keep gettin’ it mane, long as they keep printin’ it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain’t that synthetic
Y’all boys too pathetic
You don’t got it then go get it
Call tell, I’m connected
El Gato, respect it
Two Asian plugs with hella drugs
Call them Redman and Method

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Fuck the police, that’s the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I poured it on her
Diamonds on fleek, I’m cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop sitting at the top
Millionaires out the cell block
I ain’t never gotta sell blocks
When I get bored I buy a new watch
Went to the lot and bought my bitch a drop
Now I’m on fire, I burn a nigga
They ain’t gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really gettin’ them loads
Ask the streets, everybody know
Spend my show money on clothes
Trap stay bunking, we don’t close
Runnin’ with slime, they’ll wipe your nose
I’m from the gutter, throwing up fours
I’m back on my shit, I’m dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, then I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon’ shoot on my command
Pop a nigga noggin like a xan
All I ever needed was a chance
Now I got a whole lot of bands
Now I got a whole lot of fans
Tucking my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a white one, a gold
Never stopping and I’m always on go
In the back of the back, I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, tryna get off the load
I’m like Luda, I been slanging them bows

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

[Verse 3: Marlo]
I been having a real crazy day, but them packs man I’m gettin’ paid
Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a nigga with a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own, nigga I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name, don’t ever call me rude
Act a fool, and I been a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga make the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I make the news
Do script and pack with Lil Baby food
Goose say we’re goin’ real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin’ real real closer
And I hope the dope just came up out the water
And I put that fish scale in that water
Make it double up and get real real harder
And if it [?] go real real farther, yeah

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola


Lil Baby – My Dawg (Remix) (feat. Quavo, Kodak Black & Moneybagg Yo)


[Intro: Lil Baby]
Cook that shit up Quay
It’s Baby
4 Pockets
Yeah that’s my dawg, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row
Deja keep on callin’
She say she ready to pull up
As soon as I get there, walk in
I’ma put her in a full nelson
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Quarter million dollars on the Benz
I paid half a million for the coupe
Then I gave a whole ten to my mans
That’s my dawg so I know he gon’ shoot (shoot)
That’s my dawg, nigga who you? (roof)
Eat ’em up, call that dog food
Name one spot we ain’t ran through (spot)
Piss in the trap, that’s what dogs do
My bitch keep callin’ my phone
When I pull up home I put her in a finger fold
I got a trap bitch, tat on her ass, and it say Huncho
I give her the bag and she movin’ fast, she not comin’ home no more
I put your ho on a string for real, she come back like yo-yo
We hit ’em three in a row (smash)
Ice on her neck too froze
That’s my dawg for sure (dawg)
My dawg be strapped to a pole (strap)
No internet blog, no no
No tweets in the streets (no tweets in the streets)
Niggas can’t be beat (no, can’t beat)
So I iced the Phillipe (iced it)

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Quavo]
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg (my dawg)
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row (smash)
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row (my dawg)
Deja keep on callin’
She say she ready to pull up
As soon as I get there, walk in
I’ma put her in a full nelson
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you

[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
Soon’s a nigga walk through the door
Put her ass in a finger fold
Bust a nut then poured a four
Pulled off, made her serve at the store
Niggas throwin’ shots, tryna get to me
I ain’t really into Twitter beef
I’ma catch up with you in the streets
I’m tryna run up my M’s for real
I’m tryna run up my M’s
It ain’t no talkin’, ain’t no debatin’
Bust on ’em soon as I see ’em
I did a show and turned up that bitch with a pocket rocket in my Timb’
Haters, I don’t even see ’em
Cash money like I’m Slim
Get your weight up like the gym
Shawty constantly hittin’ up the phone
Sendin’ texts, talkin’ ’bout I’m wrong
Yeah I’m on my way, but I can’t stay
I gotta go home today
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes in the city
‘Cause they can’t stay in they place
Lil bitch thought she was somewhere outer space
When she looked at the roof in the Wraith

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row
Deja keep on callin’
She say she ready to pull up
As soon as I get there, walk in
I’ma put her in a full nelson
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you

[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
All of my pinkies wet
Diamonds get these bitches wet
Fat knots make a bitch fuck somethin’
Ass shots make a nigga cuff somethin’
One-sixty on my hair, I’m gleaming
Every time that I step I’m bleeding
Craig get behind me, I’m speeding
That’s my dawg so you know we fleeing
Shawty said she got a bone to pick
Who’s this ho I been rollin’ with?
Everybody callin’ her phone and shit
Know me better, I don’t know the bitch
Free my dogs in the cages
I’m a project lil baby
In the projects with Lil Baby
I used to tote three-eighties
Now I tote twelve gauges
Got my Charger whip ajudicated
I’m too smooth baby
Trust me you don’t need to lubricate it
My lil snipers say them niggas be hatin’ ever since you done made it
I don’t know why, ’cause I could’ve bought the Wraith but I bought a new Mercedes
I just bought a new Mercedes, but I could’ve bought the Wraith
‘Cause I gotta feed my family, make sure everybody ate
Make sure everybody straight, ’cause you gotta feed the team
Boy you gotta spread the cheese, boy you gotta split the cake
Don’t feed your dogs, they gon’ get hungry and go to lickin’ on your plate
Make sure my dawg don’t turn out to a mutt, he gon’ be a Great Dane
That part, that’s my dawg like Clifford
My dawg, my goddamn nigga
You can bring your dawg, I’ma Vick him
Don’t step too hard, I’ma sic him

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg
Yeah that’s my dawg for sure
Yeah that’s my dawg
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row
Me and my dawg
We gave ’em two in a row
Deja keep on callin’
She say she ready to pull up
As soon as I get there, walk in
I’ma put her in a full nelson
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you
I’m on my way, I’m goin’ fast, I’m comin’ home to get you

[Outro]
Dawgs
Just me and my dawgs
We gon’ take ’em down two in a row
We gon’ take ’em down two in a row
We gon’ take ’em down two in a row
Just me and my dawgs