Lyrics:
(the brother got the rap)
DMX the great
The brother got the rap
Dr. Seuss, drop it on 'em
The brother got the rap, the brother got the rap
that cosmic funk
It's all about that money man
Hey Doobie, where you at?
[SonDoobie]
Hey, yo, what's that sound
Who freaks the funk, while Son
(You know what's up Sen)
Shoot your ass down! And by the way, you get
A hole in your head
A fuckin' hole in your head (In your head!)
A hole in
(You know what's up Sen)
Shoot your ass down! And by the way, you get
A hole in your head
A fuckin' hole in your head (In your head!)
A hole in
Everything Is Okay (Lyrics) By, Doobie
Hook
I’m tryna tell myself that everything is okay
And no ones here to wipe away my tears
Going through some
Pack a bowl roll one up smoke a doobie or a blunt I could never get enough cuz maryjane is who I want this feeling that I have for u girl I can’t
a doobie, Thought'll get ya groovy, so!
Yo Black, here's a bit of advice:
Your wife's nice so you better keep the girls away
From the grits getter
Depending on what season, and we're killing in thirds
I'm a country boy, motherfuckers around here
Stay packed by the noise
I got my shotty in my truck with
Nigga ima star
And you better believe
I've been humble way too long
Now I'm the star of the team
Not by myself I got my brothers
Shoutout q n kb
Soon
a fact he a rat how you defending homie
I know my mother and my father my lil cousins my daughter and her brother they all depending on me
You can never
and you're stacked 'specially in the back
Brother, wanna thank your mother for a butt like that (thanks, Mom)
Can I get some fries with that shake-shake
Yeah, by the way, we blood brothers
Yeah, kill a mothafucka
Shedidia, doobie, doobie, doobie, doobie
Boy, I ain't playin' with a nigga
Yeah, I'm
Lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy mutha well-a
I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright as the sun, I
I'm from the
I'm from the
I'm from the
I'm from the LAnd
Depending on where you was from you ain't even have a chance
Backstabbed by the same people
Yo, A don't often see Seemo
But you defo won't see me wi Deano
Catch me in Gangs
Doobie in hand
And u ken that it's preemo
They say they got Green
all that fake ass jewelry ima just wait u til I’m on
I done list a few brothers that went down that road
Ima real young boss you don’t want no smoke
the winter
Ksubi's cuff done hit the floor
Doobie Brothers where the city morgue
Who would truly love a visit from us?
My soul and my heart
All in it,
ain't never mean to put your heart in pain, baby
But we both know
As time goes by, the years they fly
Missing them times when you was
Right by my side
the 015 from my brothers from the 012
Mash are you ready
05:16 shit Mash are you ready
Third take
Yeah yeah
Clock going yeah
Clock going up
Yeah yeah
niggas wasn't playin' they got straight to the point
Shot up his mothers house col' smoked the joint
All he left was two brothers by the last name Doobie
(I'm depending on you, little brother)
Everything has got to get better (I'm depending on you)
Everything has got to get better (Hey hey, need your
(I'm depending on you, little brother)
Everything has got to get better (I'm depending on you)
Everything has got to get better (Hey hey, need your
blunts and
Congo drumming, counting stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's coming, so don't act stubborn
Girls by the dozen get the toast uncut
Senorita,
the heaven all around,
Why won't you give up the world?
My brother (Don't you give up the world!)
My brother (Don't you give up the world!)
My brother (Don't
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