lirik lagu doughboy scooch – in deep thought
[verse 1]
[?] so i’m ridin’ like a -n-lyst
blowin’ on this cannabis, a million i can handle it
bad hoes i’m stabbin’ ’em, i got stamina
got your girl on camera and she screamin’ while i’m rammin’ her
you shouldn’t even be mad at her
n-gga just get your cabbage up
used to have them same problems ’til i got my baggage up
you don’t want them problems, shoot your -ss up like galaga
free my n-gga kaine, i was tryna buy his challenger
pistols with no silencer, n-gga where they do that
dre, just called my phone asked me where the ruler at
told him, go and grab a scale from pay sh-t i’m usin’ that
he say, he got moves to shoot i ain’t got nothin’ to do with that
i’m just tryna move the set used to play that college roll
every time i got that refund check n-gga i was gone
teachers askin’ questions ’bout my tattoo on my collarbone
they say ‘lord have mercy’, she don’t know what i been on
chillin’ on the block i sold a lot marihuana on
i sell my sh-t by the pound, you can’t even buy a zone
call my ypsi n-ggas up, let’s go pop that bottle bro
i ain’t talkin’ bout no liquor every day we gotta pour
these n-ggas lame prolly never seen the caine harden
hit the t-tty bar and make it thunder call me james harden
if you ain’t know me then, you still don’t know me then
and if i go to jail, i hope my n-ggas hold me down
[sample]
making love all alone
i hear the rain on my window
[verse 2]
my life ain’t perfect, h-ll yea i been broke before
couldn’t take my girl out to eat or to the grocery store
sittin’ at the crib, drive you crazy when you broke fo sho
but don’t leave [?] do somethin’ stupid, gotta hold your own
n-ggas slow your roll, go get a f-ckin’ job
i can’t go and do that sh-t cause i’m part of the f-cking mob
n-ggas lookin’ at me crazy already
askin’ me why i ain’t in the mercedes already
cause these old n-ggas lame and ain’t lettin’ n-ggas eat
but it’s all cool i ain’t trippin’, n-ggas know who run the streets
og’s we don’t want them, [?]
they just wanna see some young n-ggas draggin’ behind
gimme that bag, i’m gon’ grind
you only ’bout to jack it
you washin’ up your b-tch, she let a ‘nother n-gga crack it
i hope you find out that your mans hit your b-tch
out here lettin’ n-ggas starve and you already rich
man, that n-gga scooch be goin’ sh-t, i only speak the real
i done see sh-t in the streets and i show you how i feel
sh-ttin’ on [?] i ain’t never had to steal
but i’m tired of these streets, swear i hope we get a deal
i don’t respect money, respect real n-ggas
i f-ck with n-ggas that don’t hesitate to k!ll n-ggas
know we facin’ fire but you gotta keep that steel with ’em
[sample]
making love all alone
i hear the rain on my window
making love all alone
i hear the rain on my window
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