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lirik lagu doe boy & veeze - ncaa

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[intro: doe boy]
phew
phew
doe beezy
[?]
let’s go

[verse 1: doe boy]
we been takin’ n~ggas down like the whole summer (p~ssy)
want that sh~t for free, i don’t care if you got low numbers (fool)
name ringin’, probably robbed your favorite dope runner (doe beezy)
and that sh~t was sweet, on god his ass a whole sucker (he is not like that)
count check after check
if i lose, i rob the dice game, that’s why i don’t like to bet (rrr)
i ain’t even tryna f~ck, been gettin’ neck after neck (mwah, mwah)
been hittin’ houses just like santa claus, off friday after next (oh really)
said he smokin’ on my dеad homies, i think he smokin’ meth (fool)
hеard that n~gga tried doe beezy, sh~t, say less, you know the rest (boom, boom, boom, boom)
it’s on my chest, might get pneumonia if i take a deep breath
reached for my neck, he ended up just like these baguettes, he wet (splash)
since a kid i never played, not even at recess (doe beezy)
i just took a plug down and made his ass reset (rrr)
we ain’t worried ’bout these n~ggas, b~tch, we ready, we set (let’s go)
he was geeked up off the pills and said some sh~t he regret (fool)
b~tch, i’m up like a f~ck, whole m in the cut (whole m in the cut)
big doe beezy, but a mini draco what i clutch
oh really o state chain, b~tch, i go for the bucks (phew, phew)
got wolverines in michigan, be quick to f~ck your ass up (you think i’m playin’ right)
[verse 2: veeze]
poppin’ perc’ after perc’, this sh~t f~ck up my mood (eh)
yeah, you know we k!lled your mans (what?), but what the f~ck you gon’ do? (puff~ass n~gga)
sellin’ thirty miligrams and hidin’ the proz’ in my shoes (ssh)
we whacked so many of his boys, he deadass ain’t got no crew
i’m so throwed off off the drank, i’m thinkin’ monday is tuesday (eh)
b~tch, i’m not into runnin’ game, i’m tryna pay for that coochie (i’m tryna pay for that coochie)
i got hitters all on curb, went back to cleveland like doe boy (brrt, bap, bap)
i make the nose long on the bl!cky, so that b~tch don’t make no noise (ssh)
i ain’t forced that b~tch to f~ck my n~gga, that was your whole choice (yeah)
we spinnin’ blocks, tryna turn a n~gga ghost like a rolls~royce (yeah)
a brick of [?] like 35, it’s 60k for a whole [boot?] (skrrt)
the opps some shrimps, i’m addin’ bread and turnin’ the beef into po’ boy (shut the f~ck up, boy)
b~tch, i’m up than a f~ck, hundred k untouched (no cap)
why you think they call me goat, b~tch? ’cause i score in the clutch (yeah)
got green and white just like the spartans, traffickin’ on the bus (ssh)
i think i should have went to o state, got a eye for them bucks (n~gga)


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