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doggin all these bitches - juicy j lyrics

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[intro]
north memphis
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
westwood
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
south memphis
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
orange mound
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches

[verse 1: kingpin skinny pimp]
lil wolf, m16, that’s what’s in his f*ckin’ hands
somebody slip, oh my god, watch ’em do a backwards flip
we so deep, when we creep, never underestimate
project born, woodlawn, n*ggas hard to under take
’cause fool, i thought you knew
so now you know, when i reach for my 4*5
watch me hit the bullseye, homicide
walkin’ with the old man suit, just to fool you, g
f*ck you up so bad, they have to haul yo’ ass off in the street
we got the gat, we love to hear you beg
you try to run, we break your f*ckin’ leg
i’m in the game, game called the stang
dump you in a ditch, d*mn, i’m gettin’ rich
i’m wanted for whoopin’ these b*tches, i’m whoopin’ these b*tches for feelin’ like funky enough to jump, that’s why i’m dumpin’ the funky hoes in my trunk

[chorus]
trigg and lauderdale
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
woodlawn
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
evergreen
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
hurts village
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches

[verse 2: 211]
pimpin’ all these b*tches is the game that i’m playin’, n*gga
b*tches hustle, the p*ssy bringin’ my money in big figures
i stay on my toes, i’m watchin all my hoes, so
pimpin is a easy life, f*ck a wife, bring the bank roll
you say you want a job b*tch, then i got an openin’
slangin’ that p*ssy on the corner for crack, keepin’ my money goin’

[verse 3: lyrical dope]
lyrical dope will slap a ho and kick the b*tch in her face
i’ll put her head to the ground and tell her, stay in her place
but if she wanna’ jump up, then i just kick more ass
hey lynch, hand me the .9, then i just let the gun blast
another ho dead, because she tried to be bad
she tried to cross me, like wind and got a foot in her monkey ass
if i have told the ho once, then i have told the ho twice
but if her stupid ass don’t listen, then i just take her d*mn life
and that will be that and she will meet her end
so just listen to my words and don’t f*ck with the r.a.n
or get messed up, best believe with the violent blow
a b*tch is a b*tch, i let a ho be a ho
[chorus]
college park
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
dixie homes
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
scutterfield
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
tupelo
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
hyde park
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
the carriage house
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
ridgegrove
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches
ridgecrest
d*gg*n’ all these b*tches

[verse 4: kingpin skinny pimp & lyrical dope]
pimps don’t die, we true players, we only multiply
hoes gettin’ dumped or either they workin in a shake junt
see i don’t want the f*ckin’, all i want is the chewin’
’cause i’m the skinny doctor, with the big d*ck thermometer
trust no b*tch, hit yo’ b*tch, players gotta’ get paid
all hoes got the f*ckin’ mind of a third grader
they don’t know they a, b, c’s
all they know is ddt, on they f*ckin’ head
off them junts, we send ’em to the med
real pimp n*ggas is you barrin’ that sh*t?
h*ll nah, we never scr*p, we peel yo’ cap, b*tch
[outro]
i’ll f*ck that b*tch, that b*tch, that b*tch, even the fat b*tch
b*tches, hoes, and all that sh*t
i don’t*i don’t, i don’t play that sh*t
tryin’ to get the young b*tches ridin’ my b*lls
i want quick nut, all i want my d*ck sucked
rode me like a horse i said, “woah kemosabe”

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