Hoe Tales
Yo Dougie
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Smoking weed and I'm coolin now Bitches acting crazy guess they need some schooling now Put em on game show em shit they never had I drop it off they get attached and now they call me dad Just left the party tell the bitches come on outside They tryna turn up I'm just smoking tryna feel the vibe See me in my whip and they eyes growing real wide They see the money I'm just tryna see who down to ride Chilling with my work bitch that bitch is beautiful She text the next nigga saying that she through with you Sucked a nigga soul right up in the cubicle Worked that position got that raise now see she using you My stripper bitch workin the pole on the weekends Every Saturday she twerkin off the deep end She don't want no strings attached don't wanna be friends But every time I pull up know she wanna be in These hoes only want the clout and fame And good girls want to change they last name They only fucking with me because they nigga lame But when she move on know it's all a game It's like a dance know it takes 2 to tango Won't have a nigga pussy whipped just like it's django Ain't met no bitch who pussy sweeter than a mango I know these bitches love the way I do my thang tho I got energy for days f*ck a bang bro Making movies at the crib go hit fandango Like my bitches pussy pink just like flamingos I'm from up north she like the way I use my lingo Should be pimp the way a nigga use his lips tho In my bag like lays counting all the chips tho Niggas hating on me I don't even trip bro They just mad it's me they bitch shaking they hips on And I don't beef with niggas I don't write no diss songs But if the words apply then nigga you just did wrong I just chill, vibe, and smoke and I just write songs And if you hating in your head I know you sing along Yea real shit Real shit happen real quick Just had to hit the kill switch Just tryna smoke with a chill bitch Yea real shit Real shit happen real quick Just had to hit the kill switch Just tryna smoke with a chill bitch Where that bag at she asking where that bag at I'm only fucking with her cuz that ass fat Now she lost cuz I smashed that Tryna hit me with the cash app I see that ass is for grabs Gotta wrap it up y'all never call me mr crabs Say that she a good girl but I swear this bitch is bad She'll f*ck you take your money and give Dougie all the cash yea Said I get the bag and it's easy Pockets full of a bread like my dough extra cheesy I dont f*ck with local hoes nah they too sleazy Ran through the town got no guidance like breezy Henny like it's water I be turnt never queasy Sending drunk texts im in her head I know she need me Niggas chasing hoes I swear to god it's to easy I'm just chasing dreams cuz these niggas ain't believe me Yea I know niggas ain't believe me tho Every single night a nigga chillin at the studio Say that this is your bitch swear that she a groupie hoe I'm nice with the words she like niggas that be lyrical Most these niggas cap and they be lyin in they videos I just chill and smoke Im blowing Os like it's Cheerios I'm going off the top your bitch gon top me off the stereo Run circles round these niggas like a circus where the Merry go Say it's cold in these streets guess I'm way too conditioned Yo girl lit like a stove but no AC in the kitchen Her mouth feel like a fan, they way she blow me got me spinnin Shawty got a friend could've sworn both these bitches twinning She all bark no bite got her bent over while I'm grinning Doggy paddle for a hour got me sweating while I'm swimming She know a is nigga winning f*ck with me cuz I'm the man Trickin for the dick this bitch be doing handstands I cross my arms over her back, screaming out Jesus I smash Sunday morning gave her church clothes creases If it ain't brown don't come around I eat it up like Reese's pieces Walked on top of water don't go through money attracts the leaches aye Swagged out, Christian lous up on my feet Blood red like wine and dine and I be sipping every week All my niggas came up but them snakes be on the creep Keep the grass low they be bitting and they hissing at your feet Hoes be chasing clout don't let that fame get to yo end Okay the pussy good make sure that hoe aint brain dead Scamming niggas out here pray my mans don't get misled I just want a thick baddie that eat her greens and cornbread yea Real shit Yea yea
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