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letra de glock'd in - doodie lo

[intro: doodie lo]
doodie in this b-tch, n-gga, ayy
(mak too smooth with the real)
doodie in this b-tch, n-gga, gang
nah, for real (ayy, what up?)

[chorus: doodie lo]
i pop out with glock tens (baow)
i pop out with k!llers, b-tch, you know that we glocked in (you know that we glocked in)
i popped out with dog sh-t (with dog sh-t)
i took a n-gga b-tch to the club, then i gave her all d-ck (b-tch)
i’m still up at six somethin’ (at six somethin’)
drop the lo’, lil’ n-gga, pull up and watch me hit somethin’ (yeah, watch me hit somethin’)
yeah, you could call me big money (call me big money)
in the club throwin’ your rent money (yeah), you can’t get a cent from me (stupid b-tch)

[verse 1: doodie lo]
i pull up in that fast sh-t (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
n-gga, i’m a b-st-rd, i ain’t never had sh-t (i ain’t never had sh-t)
we pull up with g-locks (boom, n-gga)
spent hundrеd on an ap (yeah), used to wearin’ g shocks (usеd to wearin’ g shocks)
one-of-one of mike amiri (of mike amiri)
yeah, that n-gga been a b-tch, n-gga, you can ask siri (you can ask siri, n-gga)
still got a pint of wock’ (dope)
i’m a real rich n-gga, pour it all in the pop (pour it all in the pop)
man, my pockets got the mumps (got the mumps)
ask that b-tch, i ain’t makin’ love, sh-t, i gave her two pumps (yeah, i gave her two pumps)
told that ho to give it up (b-tch)
free p-ssy come with feelings, i rather pay a b-tch to f-ck, n-gga (b-tch)
[chorus: doodie lo]
i pop out with glock tens (baow)
i pop out with k!llers, b-tch, you know that we glocked in (you know that we glocked in)
i popped out with dog sh-t (with dog sh-t)
i took a n-gga b-tch to the club, then i gave her all d-ck (b-tch)
i’m still up at six somethin’ (at six somethin’)
drop the lo’, lil’ n-gga, pull up and watch me hit somethin’ (yeah, watch me hit somethin’)
yeah, you could call me big money (call me big money)
in the club throwin’ your rent money (yeah), you can’t get a cent from me (stupid b-tch)

[verse 2: mozzy]
yeah, i’m poppin’ out with baby a (i’m with baby a)
ayy, tell them boys let’s hoop it up, i f-ck with alley-oops and fadeaways (ha)
ayy, n-ggas better not play today (better not play today)
i give a f-ck about this venue or what it pay me, you’ll get spanked today (n-gga)
i bled the block and paved the way (on pebbles)
ayy, i been thuggin’ all these years without no sm-t, you n-ggas can’t relate (you n-ggas can’t relate)
i’m glocking in with every state (yeah, with every state)
grab utensils, buy a bucket, five percent, he up to swap the plates (ayy)
this auntie trisha in this styrie, i just dropped an eight
the toppest rank around this b-tch, these n-ggas know me well
detectives know the case is cold as h-ll (is cold as h-ll)
ayy, all my n-ggas had to go jail ’bout throwin’ sh-lls, g-o-d

- doodie lo

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