Lyrics:
And y'all know I gots to have my
Little ol' ends above the top
(who are you?) Mr paper
Chaser (that's right) , the gold getter
(what you do?) i dare the bitch
the bass and the pace
Most like by the DOC and this is it
'Cause when it's hype
Then I feel that it's the shit
Word, never would I stop
I drop the beat I
you to get there
Holy shit when I’m at my
Thing, standing on a mattress
I’m flapping it
You know that I’m bouncing up and down
Shit, do you know what’s
through
Every single day that I got you right by my side
Makes me feel like I can break out, start to feel alive
I'm so happy it's your fault and girl, you
I wanna hit line drives
Wanna lose weight and keep eating… for you
Hey, whats up doc?
Now I was raised in a sandbox
Next to you and her
You was
see the D.O.C. and all the Fila I be splurging
Yeah, I know it, you think that I'm encouraging
You to steer wrong boy, so I can go off
A quick run
You know the first half I be feeling great out there
And second half you know it starts to bother me a little bit
It's hard it takes away from your
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
Doc: "Tattoo Shop"
Fish: "Hi Doc"
Doc: "Hey Fish, what are you doin' "
Fish: "If you don't mind, we're gonna record this. Is that cool? "
Doc
to order another case of 40's
Yo Doc give 'em a Coke with that
Wake up the West coast is back
(I can take you higher)
Show you how that low rider bounce off
ain't fucking, she don't need to ride (beat it)
She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
By the spare, she hungry, I'll feed her fries
'Cause
too much though
I know I look funny
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend
I guess there's just us two"
He
all right all of the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
I said that
a nickname, right? "Hey, Tits, come here,
Man. Hey Tits, meet Toots. Toots, Tits. Tits, Toots." It sounds like a
Snack, doesn't it? Yes, I know, it is a snack.
fat nuts
Sluts get dug like a grave when I'm high
Shootin out the barrel of a 7 inch by 5
With a nut all in your dome, slit fulla that home grown, shit
to play stupid 'cause you didn't clear the sample
and lordy lord, got you pushing hot dogs
(Biz Markie)
Tupac was the only one that was living large
'cause there's some truth, this I know
This ace I go, I get psycho when shit get dark
Boy when shit get dark
Like Laurene Powell I've gotten married
see me motherfucker, I'm a Cryptid
Everyone knows that I'm Vintage
Whippin' and Trippin' with bitches
Paper chaser, call me scripted
Yo
J-Doc
eye?
(Doc)
Ya’ll need to make a way for DOC
Was gone for long but I still kill the beat
With grace and ease
You pray for peace then I suggest
That you
nuttin
Ka-ka-cause that's all you be doin
Am-am-I right be , am I right Doc
Am I right Shell, am I right V
Am I right am I right Sahai, am I right ?
[Kyprios]
I'm on my way, on the highway/
To a special place, it never rains, with better terrain/
And by the way I'll say good bye game/
But
Yo I don't y'all niggas really know
Where we finna take this shit
It's amazing that I've still yet to go surgical with this bitch
LESNAR
It's Doc
bitches
The Benz's, Range Rovers, and sixty-four switches
The C.I.A., Feds and even dogs sniffin'
I plant a bomb right by the bar when it starts kickin'
right back
These rounds worth triple his: I’m
Shootin’ from the Sprite rack
Assumin' he don't like that, but facts
His fall comin' don't ask to stall
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