"We Got Doe" lyrics
(feat. Pac)
Right
You ain't gettin' no money
Lemme tell y'all som' different
We dem boys man
Know we got Harlem all in a frenzy
It's your boy Boss Don Biggavell baby
Got the boy Al Pac with me
Gain Greene, let's go
Uh
Chyeah, nigga we got doe (Doe)
Nigga we got hoes (Hoes)
Gain Greene our style (Style)
Biggavelli, Al Pac (Al Pac)
You niggas hatin' on me 'cause we so hot (Hot)
Got a hooker for your wifey and she blows cock (Cock)
We only going hard when we go pop (Pop)
It's time to let 'em have it, so let it go (Let it go)
Look at 'em in the waves
Bet the people wanna see
This nigga thought it was him, but the people wanted me
They asking me Biggavell, when is the album coming?
I tell them, when this motherfucker Jimmy get off his stomach
He was getting fucked like a little bitch, in the rear end
No matter how loud he screams, nobody seems to hear him
I can't really spare him, nigga just wanna get him for his jewelry
Baby I need it, look what you do to me
Rub a nigga down with some baby oil
Put you up in the Jag, Carrera, Mercedes, or Caddy truck
Come and fuck with daddy slut
I'ma treat you hood
Fresh out of jail, don't he make it feel good?
Got a nigga shit, give it early day (Day)
Watch this nigga career come to halt like emergency brake
I got emergency cake, and I'll never spend it
Lil' fucker disrespecting, I feel offended (Feel offended)
Chyeah, nigga we got doe (Doe)
Nigga we got hoes (Hoes)
Gain Greene our style (Style)
Biggavelli, Al Pac (Al Pac)
You niggas hatin' on me 'cause we so hot (Hot)
Got a hooker for your wifey and she blows cock (Cock)
We only going hard when we go pop (Pop)
It's time to let 'em have it, so let it go (Let it go)
Chyeah, now I always be in some shit
Always be in some bitch
The lust, jeweling on a nigga just 'cause he plush
Gotta get it girl, hit me with a lick
Don't be scared babe, keep it hood
Riding for your nigga, don't be canned babe
Biggavell a boss, got the game so I'ma case load
Coppers coming in plain clothes
Got me lookin' pretty in the Range Rove
Bumpin' on that lip sing
Hookers be on the corners, my pumpers on the six train
Shit mane, I could use me a crude bill, Blue Steel
That's what we hit them niggas in two real
I need a new deal
Hang that nigga body off the rooftop
Mama said I remind her of Tupac
Nigga we got doe (Chyeah)
Nigga we got hoes (Hoes)
Gain Greene our style (Style)
Biggavelli, Al Pac
You niggas hatin' on me 'cause we so hot (Hot)
Got a hooker for your wifey and she blows cock (Cock)
We only going hard when we go pop (Pop)
It's time to let 'em have it, so let it go (Let it go)
You ain't gettin' no money
Lemme tell y'all som' different
We dem boys man
Know we got Harlem all in a frenzy
It's your boy Boss Don Biggavell baby
Got the boy Al Pac with me
Gain Greene, let's go
Uh
Chyeah, nigga we got doe (Doe)
Nigga we got hoes (Hoes)
Gain Greene our style (Style)
Biggavelli, Al Pac (Al Pac)
You niggas hatin' on me 'cause we so hot (Hot)
Got a hooker for your wifey and she blows cock (Cock)
We only going hard when we go pop (Pop)
It's time to let 'em have it, so let it go (Let it go)
Look at 'em in the waves
Bet the people wanna see
This nigga thought it was him, but the people wanted me
They asking me Biggavell, when is the album coming?
I tell them, when this motherfucker Jimmy get off his stomach
He was getting fucked like a little bitch, in the rear end
No matter how loud he screams, nobody seems to hear him
I can't really spare him, nigga just wanna get him for his jewelry
Baby I need it, look what you do to me
Rub a nigga down with some baby oil
Put you up in the Jag, Carrera, Mercedes, or Caddy truck
Come and fuck with daddy slut
I'ma treat you hood
Fresh out of jail, don't he make it feel good?
Got a nigga shit, give it early day (Day)
Watch this nigga career come to halt like emergency brake
I got emergency cake, and I'll never spend it
Lil' fucker disrespecting, I feel offended (Feel offended)
Chyeah, nigga we got doe (Doe)
Nigga we got hoes (Hoes)
Gain Greene our style (Style)
Biggavelli, Al Pac (Al Pac)
You niggas hatin' on me 'cause we so hot (Hot)
Got a hooker for your wifey and she blows cock (Cock)
We only going hard when we go pop (Pop)
It's time to let 'em have it, so let it go (Let it go)
Chyeah, now I always be in some shit
Always be in some bitch
The lust, jeweling on a nigga just 'cause he plush
Gotta get it girl, hit me with a lick
Don't be scared babe, keep it hood
Riding for your nigga, don't be canned babe
Biggavell a boss, got the game so I'ma case load
Coppers coming in plain clothes
Got me lookin' pretty in the Range Rove
Bumpin' on that lip sing
Hookers be on the corners, my pumpers on the six train
Shit mane, I could use me a crude bill, Blue Steel
That's what we hit them niggas in two real
I need a new deal
Hang that nigga body off the rooftop
Mama said I remind her of Tupac
Nigga we got doe (Chyeah)
Nigga we got hoes (Hoes)
Gain Greene our style (Style)
Biggavelli, Al Pac
You niggas hatin' on me 'cause we so hot (Hot)
Got a hooker for your wifey and she blows cock (Cock)
We only going hard when we go pop (Pop)
It's time to let 'em have it, so let it go (Let it go)
