[Intro]
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Doe Beeski
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Uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh (The fuckin boss when it come to this Bird shit, nigga)
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Mmm, mmm, hmm (Aint none of this shit for entertainment, you get what Im sayin?)
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(Big Oh Really)
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Uh (Call my bluff, nigga, you think Im fakin, oh, really?)
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Huh (Lets do it)
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[Chorus]
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Really a player, aint mad at no nigga that hit my ho (Thats her fault)
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He aint no player, cant take it, a nigga come hit his, though (Thats her loss)
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Pussy nigga, you aint no gangster, you aint kick in no door (Nosirski)
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You aint never ran from 12, hit the cut, and hid your pole (Nosirski, oh, really?)
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Nigga, I was probably like twelve, nigga, Doe B been on Knowles (Knowles Ave)
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Plannin on sendin them shells, nigga, Ill forget my goals, uh (Vrrr)
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All of my hoes wear Chanel, got a bad bitch in my Rolls (Come here, baby)
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All them flowers I post, but the opps act like they aint get my lo, huh (Thats crazy)
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[Verse]
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Ill send that bitch to you personally, make sure you get my lo, huh (You pussy, nigga)
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Snuck in my pole, you try me on stage, I end my show (Vrrr)
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Gang ‘nem came Gen5, but we still tote Gen4s (Gang, gang)
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Cant even choose what ho I want, fuck it, go get both, huh (Come here)
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Hmm, go get it (Both of yall)
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Hmm, go get it (Both of yall)
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Run up on Doe, on Baby and Kim, nigga gon get smoked, uh (You dig that)
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Peep through the hole, who at the door? Mmm (Who that? Huh?)
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Who the fuck that at my door? Ring, let that bitch go, vrrr (Vrrr, baow, baow, baow, think Im playin?)
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Vrrr (Bitch, huh? Stop playin)
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Vrrr (Baow, baow, baow, bitch, Big Oh Really, Big Doe Beeski)
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Brrr (Dont forget the ‘Ski, oh, really?)
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Brr-brr-brr
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Opps say Im a ho, but truth be told, they really know (Yeah)
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Doe B really go, he really retarded, he really slow (Stupid)
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Really him, not them, thats what I tote my blicky for
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Beezy, I come trim like Im tryna edit a video
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Woo, woo, woo (Oh, really? Pop it, oh, really? Pop this)
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Ah, lets roll (Lets do it)
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You aint gon let it blow? Fuck you tuck that tooly for? (Fool)
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Youll die about this tennis rope, what the fuck you lookin for? (Stupid)
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Hop out, Rick Owens on my feet, Rick Owens hoodie on (Ricky)
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Slide in ‘Cat, bitch, we got more Tracks than a studio (Skrrt, oh, really?)
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Hmm, pop it (Pop it), pop it (Pop it), pop it (Lets go), pop it (You dig?)
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[Chorus]
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Really a player, aint mad at no nigga that hit my ho (Thats her fault)
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He aint no player, cant take it, a nigga come hit his, though (Thats her loss)
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Pussy nigga, you aint no gangster, you aint kick in no door (Nosirski)
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You aint never ran from 12, hit the cut, and hid your pole (Nosirski, oh, really?)
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Nigga, I was probably like twelve, nigga, Doe B been on Knowles (Knowles Ave)
~#**************#~
Plannin on sendin them shells, nigga, Ill forget my goals, uh (Vrrr)
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All of my hoes wear Chanel, got a bad bitch in my Rolls (Come here, baby)
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All them flowers I post, but the opps act like they aint get my lo, huh (Thats crazy)
