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bravo - doughboyz cashout lyrics

[intro: dj drama]
i think its one thing we can all agree on
and that’s that the d is as real as it comes
as real as it gets
so when you see some n-ggas make it out
and make it good, clap for them

[verse 1: doughboy quis]
them rich n-ggas here all the strippers should cheer
take this money we gone throw and pay your rent for a year
five carats in my ear, 20 more in my charm
see them foreigns outside, n-gga them all ours
go to a normal bar if you just wanna drink
hoes dancing here for free dawg, is that what you think
if you ain’t threw no money, n-gga you looking wack (lame)
everybody point at the n-gga who looking wack
first i throw a couple stacks, then i drink me some liquor
then i throw some
more cash at a hating -ss n-gga
im finna go broke, i go hard for the team
it’s the world, i’mma take somebody girl when i leave
presidential on my sleeve, got rims on the coupe
tripple b’s over here, b-tch its bottles and boots
kidd screaming seven duece, and i’m repping the mile
somebody call the janitor to come and sweep up this pile

[hook: doughboy quis & payroll]
my whole team ball like we just hit the lotto
we shining like the sparklers on the avion bottles
when i throw some money all my n-ggas gone follow
so gone head and make that -ss clap, (bravo)
gone head and make that -ss clap, (bravo)
bend it over make that -ss clap, (bravo)
gone head and make that -ss clap, (bravo)
bend it over make that -ss clap, (bravo)

[verse 2: yg]
make it clap, girl wobble
i hope the, p-ssy taste like moscato (whoa)
she say she wanna be the mascot, so thick
you’d think she had -ss shots, (what’s yo name!)
gianna, girl my keysia
if her homegirl f-cking, she follow the leader
now throw a stack and make it clap, make it clap baby
and if its wack, immma take it, take it back baby (yeah)
i’ll beat that p-ssy up, eat that p-ssy up
beat that p-ssy drunk, eat it up
and have her running from the tongue
hair in a bun, g string in her p-ssy
if her house clean, that mean she gotta clean -ss p-ssy (woop woop)
she looking like rihanna
she ain’t f-cking, she remind me of trigiani
since her, baby daddy sweat her like cosby
she somewhere twerking like miley

[hook]

[verse 3: payroll]
hood b-tch (what up doe)
if you ain’t know, they call me p (payroll)
and i’m hood rich, cause when they block was dry they called on me (yeah)
shake that -ss for a rich n-gga
and when your man ain’t looking, take a quick picture (b-tch)
i think i wanna marry this ho
gimme all the ones you got, i’m bout to bury this ho

[verse 4: hbk]
i want a baby momma like beyonce, a freak like rihanna
a wife like kim, white girl like maddona
bad b-tch like teyana, ex stripper like chyna
a p-rnstar like pinky, that can work that v-g-n-
now bust it open for a real n-gga b-tch
the only n-gga spending bills in this b-tch
drunk on avion, she off pills in this b-tch
after that its perignon, cause we still in this b-tch

[hook]

- doughboyz cashout lyrics

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