Lyrics:
you funk with me now you a victim
Hella bottles of dog water bitch we sippin
You kno i set the play up then im dippin
Thats my dawg thats my nigga i
Bottle-water-hot-dog road wherever I go
People never sell me faith, 'cause they don't know
Walkin' down the subway,
I'm gonna take that 2-ta-2
the secret, uh
I gots to keep it
Money, paper, and bitches, my only motto
Drink out the cold forty bottle
My dog, you know these niggas is hogs (haha)
Now me
croak
I'm a locsta locsta
Hundred spokesta
Drinking everyday like I'm supposed to
Bottle after bottle dog in my lip-a
Flowing on the mic like
Saying shit
I am
I really drink the bottle
Roll the Dutch
Pass to my dogs
Got that shit straight from japan
So you know that it's the bomb
Said I'm never
demons, yeah
I see you dripping, leakin', yeah
Red bottoms
Ten bottles
Dog collars
All colors
Red bottoms
Ten bottles
Dog collars
All colors
Blood custom
bitch ho I'll beat ya with that bottle (bow)
Dog a bitch out like I run the fucking kennel
Hit her with the lock jaw fucking up her dental
I don't hang
to the bottle like dog in a leash
As life slips away from you
Try to see through this misery
A burden makes the vision is unclear
You feel the pain I feel?
These
a controller
Bags touchdown Load gone no odor Run it up break bread With her
She holdin I ain't never left Out the hood like a motor Ain't tapping no bottles
to have another two
The lady looks and tells me I've the wrong degree
For sweeping broken bottles and dog shit off the street
a collar don't drop a dollar
Still gettin it grinin
Slicker than linin
Wit the gator, hard bottle
See the dog got him
Droppin it like it's hot
Rubber
a bottle, beetles, dogs, all you need
And I've got you, and you're the flowers on my way
And I'm alright, we won't keep the zoo waiting
All if I had to say
pinky, index, ring
Dinner bell dinner bell ding
I don't know whether I'd rather be having a bottle of vinegar (experimental dog)
I don't know whether
And missed the plane to heaven
But he was a nice old guy
For a younger man
He had a bottle of mad dog
He held in his hand
That he waved around a lot
And missed the plane to heaven
But he was a nice old guy
For a younger man
He had a bottle of mad dog
He held in his hand
That he waved around a lot
the pressure through the bottle
Brought my dog Truck up he ain't do nothing about it
Section that they love to rep I'm clutching all around it
I could keep
know when you leave or where you go
When you run off into the night
Watcha doing in the darks
Coming out in the light and I’m on my last bottle of wine
of the candy Rolls
I love when my lawyer calls
I hate when I run outta smoke
Pull up to the party
Yeah we like to party
I finish the bottle dog
Get this
the plane to heaven
but he was a nice ol' guy
for a younger man
he had a bottle of mad dog
he held in his hand
that he waved around a lot
to make his point
ugly
I gotta queen I'm good love you can't fck me
She might let you take a picture if you lucky
Im on my big dog shit
Dismiss y'all quick
Bottle after
Telescope pick up him get a tomb
Just pop another bottle dog Take them life Then me make a fucking laugh hahaha
Eva have me glock inna mi palm
Touch inna
Toretto, ay
Brick by brick like Lego, ay
Shake your ass like jello, ay
Mercedes, we're cruising
Hatters gets confusing
On the top popping bottles
Dog Life
again
I drink from this bottle dog it's my only friend
I'm so scared to be alone again
Fake smile on my face
I just can't keep pretending like I don't
and almost chewed my ass to death
I was almost dead, I had one thing left
Grabbed a 40 bottle, bust the dog in the head
Police stopped, check to see if he
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