do it 4 doc - glockboy bobo lyrics
[intro]
go, go
slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide (fatman, you did this?)
(they got wooskii on the mix)
go, go
got this draco in my hand, i feel like doc with this one (i feel like doc with this one)
they took my brodie, i couldn’t stop from spinnin’ (but i couldn’t stop from spinnin’)
ain’t n0body off limits except them kids, you tweak, i’ll pop the women (and i’ll pop ’em)
they took the head purge, i cried, f*ck that, who block we bendin’? (go)
[chorus]
they got sticks? we got sticks and dracs, plus the one we picked up (ooh)
ain’t no feelings for no b*tch, i want my d*ck sucked
don’t leave the house with no strap, it’s treacherous, makе sure you bl!cked up (make surе you bl!cked up)
pop up like we cool and smoke his ass, don’t ask who sent us
we gon’ paint the city red for my shorty, they got us f*cked up (they got us f*cked up)
slidin’ to k!ll whoever, i don’t give no f*cks, b*tch, that sh*t touched us
i like switches, he like dracs, might wrap you, b*tch, don’t trust us (go)
and ain’t no opp did sh*t to folks, popped out, got they ass bl!cked up (got they ass)
[verse]
n*ggas gon’ be bap of course for sure, but they don’t k!ll sh*t (but they don’t k!ll sh*t)
pop out like i’m timmy with this b*tch and hit that k!llswitch (ooh)
bro got k!lled, but now y’all grieve, f*ck y’all, thought y’all wouldn’t feel sh*t
we gon’ stand on business, took my rap lil’ n*gga i k!ll with (go)
i can’t wait to stand over that n*gga, slime his ass out
pop out from behind his house like “boo,” don’t take that trash out (don’t take that trash out)
thinkin’ with your d*ck gon’ get you k!lled, aw yeah, you grass now (shh)
long live doc forever, big draco, this sh*t wasn’t planned out
y’all be internet and too police, just play your role
if y’all was doin’ the sh*t y’all say y’all did, then y’all wouldn’t troll (they ass be cap)
how many n*ggas got hit that night? and two n*ggas dropped they pole
i’ma come so hard and risk this rap sh*t for my bros (ooh)
[chorus]
they got sticks? we got sticks and dracs, plus the one we picked up (plus the one we picked up)
ain’t no feelings for no b*tch, i want my d*ck sucked (want my d*ck sucked)
don’t leave the house with no strap, it’s treacherous, make sure you bl!cked up (make sure you bl!cked up)
pop up like we cool and smoke his ass, don’t ask who sent us (go, go)
we gon’ paint the city red for my shorty, they got us f*cked up (ayy, doc)
slidin’ to k!ll whoever, i don’t give no f*cks, b*tch, that sh*t touched us
i like switches, he like dracs, might wrap you, b*tch, don’t trust us (don’t trust us)
and ain’t no opp did sh*t to folks, popped out, got they ass bl!cked up
[outro]
ain’t no opp did sh*t to folks, n*gga (fatman, you did this?)
f*ck wrong with y’all?
Random Song Lyrics :
- separate wayz - trvgedy lyrics
- el matador - far places lyrics
- yankee and the brave (ep. 4) - run the jewels lyrics
- r.e.m sleep - hack the mainframe lyrics
- moving too fast - the 49ers lyrics
- il y a des jours où l'on ferait mieux de rester au lit - michel delpech lyrics
- she belong to the streets - nappy 01' lyrics
- entity - sana lyrics
- shayo - drazz lyrics
- runaway - muze sikk lyrics