Lyrics:
Stand up to swing, feel a ping, and man, now it's my back And I say Doggonit... But God's on it! Doggonit... But God's on it Doggonit... But God's on it!
Says boy you're as pretty as a Texas Bluebonnet It's like she's got the leash and I'm the doggone doggonit She's got me eating some meal prep same shit
Doggonit Needles in the street, folks hardly surviving On sidewalks next to highways full of cars self-driving The poor keeping hurting, the rich keep
wanted, doggonit you want it He got it-type nigga 'round the town, town, town Had he not played it so flat He ask you when half of these niggas hurtin'
doggonit! Now answer me Ain't she sweet? See her walking down the street Now I ask you very confidentially Ain't she sweet? Ain't she nice? Look her
an alcoholic Huh, dagnabbit, doggonit Ya Hillside hillbilly vomit Back and forth to the bathroom constantly All the actors gather up, and watch me Get super
hating this way It's a holla holiday [Shock G] Move on, move, move on [Chorus] [Humpty-Hump] So go on, na! Doggonit, everybody get your love
doggonit! Now answer me Ain't she sweet? See her walking down the street Now I ask you very confidentially Ain't she sweet? Ain't she nice? Look her
This vaco strolled up, put his gun to my head I knew if I moved I was officially dead That had to be his woman, I know it doggonit That ain't the first
conceited fucks can eat a fucking big fat dick doggonit I don't' want to be friends with any narcissists Argue about religion, stupid shit or politics I just
and the devil like doggonit Cross competition like iverson Always three with me Father spirit and the chosen one I'm second to none Gotta lot of dubs cause i'm in
conceited fucks can eat a fucking big fat dick doggonit I don’t’ want to be friends with any narcissists Argue about religion, stupid shit or politics I just
suggest you never ever try to bring it to the crib Peace with some sweet tea how we really want it Front porch ch ch chillin in the breeze doggonit We been
doggonit I do do On tracks these tracks stop at a race track To gas up for the quick trip I'm agent Quick Kick With lots of round house smacks Down a deck
doggonit If it ain't no clean money I do not want it I done had enough of hustling on them hot corners Me and the homies been mobbing since Pop Warner
got body's just stop talking That clock tockin so stop watching us doggonit My thought process, easy to read Practicin makin it easy to preach Rap is
Ritalin But at least they used to think I did, and And we all know how that went, but I'm sober now And proud to be a father Like doggonit, I got it
answered to my knock I got my trusty key out but that door it wouldn't budge Doggonit honey why'd you change the lock Well you up and kicked me out without
Doggonit howlin at the moon Chomp on it Yankees of the sky No we’re not falling for it Delicious So delicious Delicious So delicious With a dash of salt
ping doing my thing thing Listen to ya album and then I drain my main vein Hornet dog-gon-it my boss is all on it Imma duke of hazzard your crews
a freeze on your money but you ain't gon' want it 'cause there's a concentration camp with your name on it and, doggonit, they gonna get you
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