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dogs out - c dreamz lyrics

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haha hold on (grrr)
hey c dreamz
(bow)
they asking who letting the dogs out

my n*ggas be wildin they ready to ball out

n*ggas be thinking i’m p*ssy like come and find me and ima show you what i’m all bout

i’m shooting the knock my ooter got the ruger

talk out your mouth you get hit my shooter

hop out the v and then hit your medulla (grr)

f*cking with me and that’s how we gon do ya

catching an opp broad day get what

n*ggas be chatting they get hit in they gut ( bow)

calling ya mom tryna tell her what’s up but n*ggas forgot she was all in the floor (grrr)

texting ya sister to come and slide through cause shorty a thot she be fiending for more

n*ggas be p*ssy likе what you tryna do cause n*ggas like me wе built for war
i back out the chop and hit ‘em in his koofe
( gr*gr)
brains on the floor like i swear it’s a movie (bow)

look at my eyes i’m a demon it’s spooky

i’m laughing cause n*ggas got beat out they ksubis

(brains on the floor like i swear it’s movie
look at my eyes im a demon it’s spooky
i’m laughing cause n*ggas got beat out they ksubis)

(grrrr)

yeah i do drills but i really do party

shorty she tweaking she off of bacardi

like only in brooklyn we stay getting jiggy

i’m running my city

like f*ck who ain’t wit me

and suck my d*ck if you out to get me
f*ck all the drill sh*t we getting litty

i’m playing my songs while beating the kitty
(grrr bow)

hold on, look i said look

the sh*t getting tragic the sh*t getting serious

f*cking this b*tch and she moving delirious

n*ggas be chatting like the sh*t really funny

like f*cking with me you get hit in your tummy

f*cking with me you get wrapped like a mummy

that boy in a spliff cause that b*tch is a dummy

like cuz don’t play with my bop i’m moving too hot
no i will not stop

you coming my way

i’m sure you gon get popped get dropped right all in the spot
(bow) that’s one in the head just do it like nike

diamonds on neck and wrist it’s icy

shorty on d*ck i guess she like me

making a movie i feel like i’m spike lee

we up in the party we making them movies

i walk in the spot while clutching the tooly

shorty she movin real nasty and groovy

like come to the party we never get moody

i’m bring all the vibes you bringing some coochie

i’m taking her home i’m beating them doonies

she know that i’m poppin she know that i do this

(hollonn like) (grrrr)
she know that i’m poppin she know that i do this

she liking the way that im flossin and moving

you hear how my rapping improving

i’m having the hoes in the spot they grooving

shaking the ass i’m loving the movement

she fiending to f*ck like shorty gon lose it

i’m k!lling her back i abuse it

you the man i’m bestie imma go ahead prove it
(grrr bow)

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