a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

here i go again - daboii lyrics

[intro]
(li*li*li*link up)

[verse]
phew, uh*oh, here i go again
fn’ll knock a n*gga down like he a bowling pin
god d*mn, the stack’s so big, can’t even f*ck the bands
brodie bro’ll pop a n*gga top like he a soda can
n*gga when that bag touchdown, i do the shoulder dance
if i give that b*tch the d, then she owe a band
playin’ diamond nose in the yard with my older friends
me and my b*tch keep it gangster, we ain’t holdin’ hands
groupie*ass b*tch tryna put me on her onlyfans
if i pass this b*tch, bro gon’ score like he kobe mans
four pockets full up in me and my brodie pants
n*gga, if i can’t hit your b*tch, then my brodie can
livin’ at your b*tch mama house, oh, you jody mans?
bad b*tch wanna f*ck with me, shе gotta throw me ten
b*tch say she on a pеriod, i told her, “blow me then”
if the coach don’t put me in the game, then i’ma throw me in (throw me in)
phew, ha, let’s switch the flow up
and i just told this b*tch to throw her back, this b*tch a tow truck
phew, ha, n*gga, hold up
diss bruh, my gang, bah, bah, bah, get your bro touched
diss bruh, my gang, get your ho f*cked
b*tch, can’t you see it’s countin’ money? keep that door shut
and i ain’t pullin’ over for the people, that’s my pole tucked
and i remember havin’ to survive up off four bucks
nowadays a n*gga want a verse, i need four plus (ayy)
sh*t, it was me and bro up in the party, n*gga, four guns
lookin’ for the opps on they block, it’s a ghost hunt
i’ma smack dre with the glock, tryna go dumb
if i get his lil’ b*tch the d*ck, baby, don’t run
man, who the f*ck this n*gga in my section? i don’t know bruh
police keep on askin’ all these questions, i don’t know, bruh
she like, “daboii, you don’t really love me,” i’m like, “no, duh”
she like, “daboii, you don’t really love me,” i’m like, “no, duh, b*tch”
“daboii, how you feel about rap?” i’m like, “f*ck this”
b*tch like, “daboii, do you miss me?” b*tch, not one bit
fae and nace all up on my hoodie, this ain’t truck fit
give my p*ssy up to a bum, then you done, b*tch
give my p*ssy up to a bum, you’s a dumb b*tch
b*tch, i put this d*ck in your b*tch, make her cum quick (look)
this is not cushion or blunt, this is runtz, b*tch, ha
b*tch, it’s over and done with
i’ll make your b*tch kiss the d*ck, i don’t tongue kiss
i’ll pour a four of some wock’ in a sunkist
sob my gang, f*ck every n*gga that you run with, n*gga
[outro]
ha, on the gang, n*gga
ah, ayy, you know what we hang, n*gga
uh, and you know what i bang, n*gga
l hit his top, you know sob the gang, n*gga, b*tch
ha, ha, ha
on the gang, n*gga
uh, yeah, lame, n*gga
be what we hang, n*gga, b*tch

- daboii lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular