"Doggin" lyrics
(feat. Short Dawg)
[Strap:]
You the type that kiss her on the lips and do that lame shit
I'm the type that fuck her, hop up, get back to my main bitch
Them niggas say they jankin, OK, my goons on the same shit
All they know is six words; fuck it, bust his brains quick
Menace to Society. Yeah they on that Cane shit
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. my motherfucking name bitch
G.L.O.C.K. with me and that's just who I came with
Mother-fuck security, we be blowin stanky
Tryna get some hoes to the house and start a train bitch
My car souped-up yours' a Plain Jane shit
Hopped in the dully truck, now I'm a driving crazy
Passenger a 5'3", ass is amazin'
Eyes kinda of Hazian 'cause both of us been blazin'
Told her put her face down, just so she can taste it
I came and then she spit it out, she said "On special occasions"
What the hell you talkin' 'bout, you must not know my name bitch
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
[Quez:]
I met a bad yellow bitch in New Orleans
She always call me "baby", but no I'm not her baby
Then she ask me am I gonna call, I told her, "Maybe"
After I hit her she said "Quezy, oh you the greatest"
"The greatest?"
Another bad bitch in Miami-ami
Say she nominated for a Grammy, Grammy
Wanna do me and my whole family, family
Bend it over, bend it over, drop it when you dancing
I be ballin for no reason
All my girls be changing by the season
Fuckin' her any given Sunday, call me "Willie Beamon"
Say she really wanna suck my penis
Then swallow my semen
Then that bitch is leaving
Countin up the check is what we doing on the daily
Cannot show up to yo club unless you niggas pay me, pay me
Janky-ass promoters they Flu-gazy
Porter House the Army, better yet the Navy
[Strap:]
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
[Short Dawg:]
Fine real cute (cute)
Say she from the oot (boot)
Came in with her girl (friend)
Think she in a group
Told em roll with me and Travy, I'll supply the goose (I will) she say "You Short Dawg" (uh)
My reply was "ruff" (ruff)
Young Money nigga getting bread, girl I'm too paid (Young Money)
When it comes to hoes I like em red, like my Kool-Aid (that's right)
Fresh Pair of new J's (fresh)
Stuntin with my black card
All I do is mack broads
Dog 'em like the backyards (ahaha)
I'm talkin Michael Vick status
I hit the club find a nigga wife and kidnap it
The Streets keep me ballin, boy I might just quit rappin (I will)
This drank got me moving slow like I'm in traffic (tell em)
[Strap:]
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
[Quez:]
Now first of all I'm a dog and she
Know it need a thick bad bitch with
A ass that can throw it
Got a lot'of money and she know
That I'm a blow it then I hit the strip
Club and ye they
Know that I'm a tho n hold up (aye
Hold up)
Aye where the keys to the truck in
Den
N den I whispered in her ear is you
Gone fuck me or what n den she
Whispered in my ear
N said boy you a slut but she like
That nasty shit so she stayed in the truck
So uh OK we can
Do dis shit again maybe you
Can bring yo girls maybe I can
Bring a friend you can
Bring the weed baby I'm a bring
The gen 'cause tonight baby we
Partin again because
[Strap:]
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
You the type that kiss her on the lips and do that lame shit
I'm the type that fuck her, hop up, get back to my main bitch
Them niggas say they jankin, OK, my goons on the same shit
All they know is six words; fuck it, bust his brains quick
Menace to Society. Yeah they on that Cane shit
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. my motherfucking name bitch
G.L.O.C.K. with me and that's just who I came with
Mother-fuck security, we be blowin stanky
Tryna get some hoes to the house and start a train bitch
My car souped-up yours' a Plain Jane shit
Hopped in the dully truck, now I'm a driving crazy
Passenger a 5'3", ass is amazin'
Eyes kinda of Hazian 'cause both of us been blazin'
Told her put her face down, just so she can taste it
I came and then she spit it out, she said "On special occasions"
What the hell you talkin' 'bout, you must not know my name bitch
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
[Quez:]
I met a bad yellow bitch in New Orleans
She always call me "baby", but no I'm not her baby
Then she ask me am I gonna call, I told her, "Maybe"
After I hit her she said "Quezy, oh you the greatest"
"The greatest?"
Another bad bitch in Miami-ami
Say she nominated for a Grammy, Grammy
Wanna do me and my whole family, family
Bend it over, bend it over, drop it when you dancing
I be ballin for no reason
All my girls be changing by the season
Fuckin' her any given Sunday, call me "Willie Beamon"
Say she really wanna suck my penis
Then swallow my semen
Then that bitch is leaving
Countin up the check is what we doing on the daily
Cannot show up to yo club unless you niggas pay me, pay me
Janky-ass promoters they Flu-gazy
Porter House the Army, better yet the Navy
[Strap:]
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
[Short Dawg:]
Fine real cute (cute)
Say she from the oot (boot)
Came in with her girl (friend)
Think she in a group
Told em roll with me and Travy, I'll supply the goose (I will) she say "You Short Dawg" (uh)
My reply was "ruff" (ruff)
Young Money nigga getting bread, girl I'm too paid (Young Money)
When it comes to hoes I like em red, like my Kool-Aid (that's right)
Fresh Pair of new J's (fresh)
Stuntin with my black card
All I do is mack broads
Dog 'em like the backyards (ahaha)
I'm talkin Michael Vick status
I hit the club find a nigga wife and kidnap it
The Streets keep me ballin, boy I might just quit rappin (I will)
This drank got me moving slow like I'm in traffic (tell em)
[Strap:]
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
[Quez:]
Now first of all I'm a dog and she
Know it need a thick bad bitch with
A ass that can throw it
Got a lot'of money and she know
That I'm a blow it then I hit the strip
Club and ye they
Know that I'm a tho n hold up (aye
Hold up)
Aye where the keys to the truck in
Den
N den I whispered in her ear is you
Gone fuck me or what n den she
Whispered in my ear
N said boy you a slut but she like
That nasty shit so she stayed in the truck
So uh OK we can
Do dis shit again maybe you
Can bring yo girls maybe I can
Bring a friend you can
Bring the weed baby I'm a bring
The gen 'cause tonight baby we
Partin again because
[Strap:]
They don't know, bow we be ballin (we be ballin)
Got a thick red bone, and she straight from New Orleans (Straight from New Orleans)
Can't turn off my phone 'cause the streets keep callin (Streets keep callin')
But we love them hoes, you know I be doggin
Doggin, doggin, doggin
