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from Dorrough - Get Big (2010)
[Intro:]
Haha, Dorrough I got somethin' on my mind, homie Get big [x8] Now, it's Dorrough music You ain't (you ain't) Gotta (gotta) Nuff (nuff) Money (money) [x2] Ha, Dorrough let's go and do this thing man. You ready? [Chorus] Wh-wh-what you got a dollar in yo' pocket, A 20 in yo' wallet, See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it Get big [x4] You ain't (you ain't) Gotta (gotta) Nuff (nuff) Money (money) [x2] Get big [x4] [Versus 1:] Say, hu-hu-hundreds, fifties, bitch I don't exaggerate, This a game for ballers only ballers can participate, All these niggas frontin' throwin' money like they paper long, European diamonds throwin' money now they paper gone, Idiot, wh-wh-what are you, Coach we need a W, And this nigga game suck, I think it's time to substitute, Them ain't really diamonds in your ear somebody hustled you, Takin' all your revenue, Boy you don't know what to do, Ha say you wit a double hustle yo' fees, Oh broke ass rass, Ain't, gotta nuff cheese, And you out here lookin' phony tryna stunt like me, Nigga please, oh broke ass nigga. [Chorus] What you got a dollar in yo' pocket, A 20 in yo' wallet, See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it Get big [x4] You ain't (you ain't) Gotta (gotta) Nuff (nuff) Money (money) [x2] Get big [x4] [Versus 2:] See money I can't talk about, Bitch I'm 'bout to run the South, Walk away yo' city in my Dallas Texas fitted cap I'll be gettin' money from you bitches what you talkin' 'bout, Spendin' all yo money on these bitches what is that about, Ugly, st-stupid ass, I'll be makin' stupid cash, Just pay real attention like them niggas in a stupid class, Watch me youngsters, motherfuckin monster, Pl-playin' with this paper like I'm playin' in a dumpster, Yo' baby mama payin' all yo' bills, you'z a busta, Even though she workin' 9 to 5 she still a hustla, Yeah that means she's runnin' thangs, While you out here lookin' lame, Damn, what a shame, oh broke ass n*gga. [Chorus] What you got a dollar in yo' pocket, A 20 in yo' wallet, See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it Get big [x4] You ain't (you ain't) Gotta (gotta) Nuff (nuff) Money (money) [x2] Get big [x4] [Versus 3:] Lil mama know I'm in her city, And I'm out here lookin' pretty, Gettin' money 'till it's silly, I'm just out her on my diddy, What she say (ha-ha, she like), Yeah he did that, Oh girl, yeah I like the way he did that, Girl you know I'm greedy, Touchy touchy feely feely, First I stem her like the kitty, Then I hit her with this willy, What she say (yeah buddy, she like) Yeah he did that, Oh girl, yeah I like the way he did that Get big [x9] Get me Now, it's Dorrough, music (get big) |
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from Dorrough - Get Big (2010)
I don't care what they say
I live my life day by day Like everything is ok Guess that's the reason I pray Light up and blow on this haze Oh dirty take me away Up there where I wanna stay So I can be M-I-A I say 24 hours 7 days a week Been grindin so long I can do it in my sleep You reap what you sew you sew what you reap And when you get somethin good you hold and you keep it Cuz when you got somethin somebody else wont it Shinin on a hater feel real good don't it Ridin on a hater sound real hood don't it Before I take a L I'll kill my opponent Last time hard this time go harder Some do it big but the kids do it larger Down town in the house by the water Texas, Georgia, south beach Florida Yea I do everything drastic And I don't settle for nothin but fantastic Pop pop on an X Y axis Me and my click say lit like matches I don't care what they say I live my life day by day Like everything is ok Guess that's the reason I pray Light up and blow on this haze Oh dirty take me away Up there where I wanna stay So I can be M-I-A Sunny and I ain't talkin bout Miami Last year was good but this year I won a Grammy Album in the streets but id rather much be M-I-A just me and my family Work all day double time all night Show my baby girl that errthang alright Live like a pimp that's our hype Gotta thick chick 5'9 all tight Gotta rent chick yeah I like all type But my down there chick where tha bud all straight I betchu think I'm just talkin See her for ya self dime piece walkin Speakin of walkin you can walk without crawlin first You cant stand without fallin down and When you down on the ground stand Back up on the mound And then swang harder I don't care what they say I live my life day by day Like everything is ok Guess that's the reason I pray Light up and blow on this haze Oh dirty take me away Up there where I wanna stay So I can be M-I-A Yall and this is still good music The world know I make real good music Ain't got to but I'm still gonna prove it Haters hate me but they still be groovin Dont nobody know how long it took me to shine Don't know body know how long it took me to grind Sometimes dreams get lost by time One night damn near lost my mind Good things happen if you believe it If you perceive it You achieve it This is motivation some of yall needed Tryna help you see So eliminate the negative Insinuate the positive Work none stop gettin money my prerogative An yea I try to be cooperative But when I keep it real some take it as derogative I don't care what they say I live my life day by day Like everything is ok Guess that's the reason I pray Light up and blow on this haze Oh dirty take me away Up there where I wanna stay So I can be M-I-A Aaaaaaa so I can be M-I-A aaaaaaa La lalalala la lalalalalala la lalalalalaala |
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from Dorrough - Get Big (2010)
This a nitty beat
Hey Yea Say nitty lets gon on and take em back one time (La la la la, la la la) We just give em what they want you know (la la la la, la la la la, go back way back go back go back) Cuz aint nobody cuz cant nobody do it like that you know This a nitty beat Uhh playin sonic on sega I can take you back to the motorola pager (way back) Out of work like craig on Friday (Friday) But I get paid like everydays Friday Brand new louie's brand new jordans And I aint got a job like tommy off maury But me and nitty be off in the studio recordin And I ride tracks like young Jeff Gordon NASCAR.... And Yea I like this beat So I be getting off like white boy feet (tryna dance) Getting chose haters like why me Cuz when I'm in the bed I'm Muhammad Ali Beat that once, beat that twice, by the third time ya pussy prolly need ice Ima young nigga wit a old man say I can take ya back to ya very first bike Chorus: Ha yeaaa lil mama say what, (say what) all I gotta say is wassup She know my name, errbody in the club they know my name And they all showin love cuz they know my Go back way back (4x) Go go go back way back go go go back way back (La la la la, la la la la) Yea boy I take it back like this Like will smith and a fresh prince fit Today Sunday the mall close at six It's already five thirty gotta move quick But I aint even trippin ima still get chose If I didn't have arms I could still pull hoes (yea buddy) Cuz im fly you aint heard I rock I could pull a chick butt naked in some socks I'm tho'ed off don't run me hot Cuz my glock pop like champagne tops Boom Boom pow like the black eyed peas Get a strip tease by a black Chinese girl And im steady transcendin Six figure check got my bank account pendin Like thirty seven (thirty seven), thirty eight (thirty eight) im the zone forty five forty seven mike epps tone -CHORUS- I like a chick that thick off cabbage (I like that) I like chick that can grind on a mattress (I like that) I like a chick with a real big ass, but I rather have chick that can file my taxes (oh yea) So dear ms secretary chick lemme be ya boss and you forever bein rich Watch so icy and it's heavy on my wrist Got me feelin like Denver when its February sixth (so cold) Prime time click we like a rubber band That's about to pop and yea we runnin in Old school all the og's understand I can take ya back make ya wanna do the runnin man Mc hammer thats throw back, country grammer I know that I'm gone like a woman when she fed up I can take it back like a Danny Glover edge up (way back) -CHORUS- |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
Intro:
Yeah, Ha Yo its the D-O Double R (Yes Sir) Dorrough Music (Yeah Buddy) PrimeTime Clique, Bitch Chorus: Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow. Verse 1: Say, I heard there's a fire, fire, somebody yell fire So damn fly that niggas put me on they flyers Prior, and no i'm no liar I'm grinding like i'm riding on four flat tires Book me for a show, I'll work, for hire Book me for a show, big faces I require Cause boy I'm fire, sizzlin, cracklin Plus I grind like two hoes wrestlin' Quick to spit verses like reverends Grind like [?] 25/8 Fuck 24/7 When do I sleep, really ain't no tellin' I'm the 411 like April, 11th Yeah I'm from the south Where niggas get street money Im from the south Where niggas get deep money Im from the south We get money, keep money, Long money, speak money, take you out to eat money Chorus:X2 Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow. Verse 2: Boy I grind like a skater, I grind for the paper, Ride around in 20-29 navigators, Lil mama fine but I aint time to just date her, She mad cuz Im a dog, and I dont even know her maker, Taking risks like a knife spinning [?], Where niggaz who step pour papers, And all i know is hustlers, ballers, and haters, And most of you niggaz played out like [?], Got me yellin faker, faker, my nigga youz a faker, [????] Watch, you better hope yo bitch dont break ya, Heres a tip do not go where the money dont take ya, Jelousy, I aint trippen because I get money and got money, And I aint trippen because I stacked up and stocked money, And some people called the country boy a crop money, Big money, shop money, buy it off the lot money Chorus:X2 Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow. Verse 3: If you get cold, I get hotter, Where ever I go yo bitch gunna follow, Yeah boy yo bitch my pinta, Beat that pussy just like pintas, As I get hot, you get colder, I stack paper like 5 star folders, Put cho bitch legs over my shoulder, Beat that pussy just like I suppose to, Lou, ash a poo, make it pop like mountain dew, Stand tall like mountain dew, Make a million then count a few, (Boy I grind, like boy I, boy I) And really on that bull shit, But i got through to the hound of you, Dope niggaz get dope money, show niggaz get show money, Pimp niggaz get hoe money, grown niggaz get no money, One man can get a lot of money, But more niggaz get more money, I cry without a 95, I fuck around and get cho money, Chorus:X2 Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I) Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow. |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
Ha, yuh, Dorrough music
North side, South side, East Coast West Coast, Midwest From my city to yo city (Dallas, Texas) From yo hood to my hood (Say) Right now, I present to the world Tomeka Pearl Put one hand, cross my heart Want nothing see me apart From my home where I start I'm too smart and all I know is You can take me from my hood But you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood, it's understood Say what 'chu want but all I know is Say, it's a funny day in the hood And everybody and they momma out I must admit today, I'm kinda feeling good Ain't nobody beefing And none of my niggas out up in the feds So the laws ain't gotta be said 'Cause it's understood And you know the game It ain't nobody showing love Unless you gotta name And don't nobody turn they head Unless you hoggin' lanes Ain't nobody breaking bread Unless you do the same You know the game boy Either you ride on heavy Chevy's or gliding On the Pirellis and sliding Pulling women to trying Best believe that we grinding Getting it where I stay We getting it every way and safe Before the end of the day All the ballers ballin', all the jockers jocking All the hater's hating, all the boppers bopping Old lady cool, probably take her shopping Real G's let me hear it if you feel me knocking You can take me from my hood But you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood Say what 'chu want but all I know is Check me out, I'm holding Steady like I'm rolling Riding through yo hood I chunk the deuce up like I'm posing Riding through yo city Rolling gutta like I'm bowling First I get it live then shut it down Like it's closing Early, long wide worly Kicking one deep 'cause you boys act girly Or maybe with a sweet big ice cream swirly Wrist gold neck, gold teeth, white pearly And you can catch me Like fish fries on a Saturday Ya momma looking good I like the way she work her hunny day She hopped up in the slab I say, "What 'cha wanna do today?" She looked at me and smiled then said "Boy, I'm doing you today" Fo' real, I guess that mean That I'm official now, it took awhile But now they recognize I'm on a mission now Stop, listen I got that full attention now Since I got attention It's the perfect time to mission out that Put one hand, cross my heart Want nothing see me apart From my home where I start I'm too smart and all I know is You can take me from my hood But you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood Say what 'chu want but all I know is It don't really matter much where I be Never will you find another G like me You see a lot of people try to be like me But never will you find another G like me Man, I'm repping my hood for a long, long time Never will you find another hood like mine I hope that people got it understood like mine 'Cause never will you find another hood like mine Put one hand, cross my heart Want nothing see me apart From my home where I start I'm too smart and all I know is You can take me from my hood But you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood Say what 'chu want but all I know is |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
Hit the mall with my cash out
Ima bout to flash out New school swag And they just let class out Hit the club brand new Clothes with the tags out Ball till I pass out Ima bout to Flashout 8x Flashout 8x La la la llaaaa Repeat chorus Body sprayin tagged out This a new hit send the email blast out Fresh faded up so today Im riddin glass house Screens on the dash out Ima bout to flashhhh Flashout flashout All my niggas gettin bitches The hood like a bitch with a quick whip Im H O T Col L D I know you see That fat man at your door That?s the mailman Droppin off some Jordan that I just brought up from berlin Aint gotta make it rain if I want I could make it whirlwind And have these niggas mad cuz im entertaining their girlfriend Yeaaa my clothes my ride hater close your eyes when I ride They hate to see me this fly My clothes my ride haters close your eyes La la la laaaaa (chorus) I got that red and yellow G shot Girls call me mister flash SS aaron heart Stripes mean im goin fast Justice league im blowin cash Doin that in houstin 24?s are better Got me armor all usin Dade county cruisin Juice aint minute maid All yellow DC?s teachers call it lemonade Sharpin than a barber blade God im bout to pass out See a hater tote the deuce Mr mack the flashout |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
Ha, yo, Dorrough Music
North Side, South Side, East Coast, West Coast, Mid-West From my city to yo' city, Dallas, Texas, from yo hood to my hood Right now I present to the world Tomeka Pearl Put one hand cross my heart, wont nothing bring me apart From my home where I start, I'm too smart and all I know is You can take me from my hood but you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood, say what you want but all I know is Say, it's a funny day in the hood and everybody and they momma out I must admit today I'm kinda feeling good Ain't nobody beefing and none of my niggas out up in the feds So the laws ain't gotta be said 'cause it's understood And you know the game It ain't nobody showing love unless you gotta name And don't nobody turn they head unless you hoggin' lanes And ain't nobody breaking bread unless you do the same You know the game boy Either you ride on heavy Chevy's or gliding On the Pirellis and sliding, pulling women to trying Best believe that we grinding, getting it where I stay We getting it every way and safe Before the end of the day all the ballers ballin' All the jokers joking, all the hater's hatin', all the boppers boppin' All lady cool, probably take her shopping Real G's let me hear it if you feel me knocking You can take me from my hood but you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood, say what you want but all I know is You can take me from my hood but you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood, say what you want but all I know is Check me out, I'm holding steady like I'm rolling Riding thru yo' hood I chunk the deuce up like I'm posing Riding thru yo' city rolling gutta like I'm bowling First I get it live then shut it down like it's closing Early, long wide worly Kicking one deep cause you boys act girly Or maybe with a sweet big ice cream swirly Wrist gold, neck gold, teeth white pearly And you can catch me in the hood like fish fries on a Saturday Ya momma looking good, I like the way she wore her hair today She hopped up in the slab, I say what you wanna do today? She looked at me and smiled then said boy, I'm doing you today For real? I guess that mean that I'm official now It took awhile but now they recognize I'm on a mission now Stop, listen I got they full attention now Since I got attention it's the perfect time to mission out that You can take me from my hood but you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood, say what you want but all I know is You can take me from my hood but you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood, say what you want but all I know is It don't really matter much where I be Never will you find another G like me You see a lot of people try to be like me But never will you find another G like me Man, I'm repping my hood for a long, long time Never will you find another hood like mine I hope that people got it understood like mine 'Cause never will you find another hood like mine You can take me from my hood but you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood, say what you want but all I know is You can take me from my hood but you can't take my hood from me I rep my hood it's understood, say what you want but all I know is |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
hahaha
yeah Mr. D-O-double R I say... Yeah buddy Rolling like a big shot Chevy tuned up like a nascar pit stop Fresh paint job (check) Fresh inside (check) Is the outside frame in the trunk wide (yes) Are the rims big (what) Do it ride good (good) Lean back right hand on the pine wood (ughh) Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job (1st verse) Whooa Clean on the outside Cream on the inside Ice cream paint job (paint job) I got screens on the dash watchin saved by the bell, got a house by The bay side (bay side) Yeah Im livin like that, like that like that And im riding like that, like that like that Boy im ridin like that and the steerin wheel wood like a baseball bat. Just like Archie said we ready! (ready) Whole click straight lunatics like Nelly (Nelly) Grand Marquis paint job grape jelly R triple BC big black box Chevy (Chevy) Crank my car (car) She be hummin (hummin) Rims so big you can see me commin (commin) Prime time click (yea) We get money (money) Stay iced up like TV Johnny Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job (verse 2) Im live! Like a super bowl kick off (kick off) My slab gotta lotta ****** pist off (pist off) Yea! Paint shine like lip gloss Cadillac gotta wide body like Rick Ross Took time but my cash got right (right) If i want it imma buy it I dont ask no price (ugh uh) Rear view mirror (mirror) Jumbo dice (dice) Trunk hit hard like kimbo slice (yea) Be around tint no window light Car ride smooth so the rims all white That right there see see I like Got the top notch slab for da dirt cheap price Press one button car automatic start (start) Stand too close car alarm might bark (like what) Arff Arff like a Q dog Prime time click make you move like uhaul Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job (Verse 3)x2 I ride with a towel cuz the candy paint wet (wet) Rims on the ride got these ****** upset (set) Rims sittin high so I ride upset 6-12's in the trunk 4 screens in the deck I ride (i ride) I ride (i ride) I ride (i ride) Lets ride! (lets ride) I ride (propped up) i ride (propped up) i ride Say bro! Lets ride (lets ride) I gotta Fresh paint job (check) Fresh inside (check) Is the outside frame in the trunk wide (yes) Are the rims big (what) Do it ride good (good) Lean back right hand on the pine wood (ughh) Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Cream on the inside clean on the outside Ice cream paint job |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
I can't believe that we done fell off
Some times I sit back and reminisce 'Bout the times we was young From the times we were smaller All winters and summers Now you ain't here when it's sunny But you was there in the thunder My nigga just think back to all them Times we used to kick it But now we only kick it Every other blue moon And a lot of that is my fault But a lot of that is yo fault It's all good we both off Now we don't even talk Naw, that ain't even how we get down My nigga, we need to sit down Shit, every time we hit town to kick it And visit so everything is ever clear My nigga, I'm forever here I don't ever wanna have to hear You just sittin' down here Jackin' down here, checkin' down here Strugglin' down here till you realize There ain't nothin' down here And if it's one thing you remember If nothin' else, bro, I got your back Big bro, I got your back and that a fact My nigga, my bro Whether we rich or we poor Later on now and before I just want you to know This shyt and never changed This shyt and never changed This shyt and never changed Me I'm just happy to know I could depend on my bro If I was down on the floor And had nowhere else to go This shyt ain't never changed This shyt ain't never changed Listen, you my nigga, my bro Whether we rich or we poor Later on now and before And I just want you to know That I'm just happy to know I could depend on my bro If I was down flat on my face And had nowhere else to go I could just pick up my phone If somethin' ever go wrong My nigga hit me Till the day we 6 feet Before the fame before the game My nigga you was with me Talkin' to all my niggas We was riddin' round 6 deep No homo but this money done Came between us My baby girl growin' up Ain't you and even much seen her It's funny the savage ways of money And you and I both know that Neither of our mommas raised dummies If they knew we wasn't talkin' like we used to Or chillin' like we used to They wouldn't like it much 'Cause seein' us was all they was ever used to For real but it don't even matter though 'Cause I know that you know That we know that we both Ain't got nothin' but love for each other My nigga, my bro Whether we rich or we poor Later on now and before I just want you to know This shyt and never changed This shyt and never changed This shyt and never changed Me, I'm just happy to know I could depend on my bro If I was down on the floor And had nowhere else to go This shyt ain't never changed This shyt ain't never changed Before we was chasin' these dollas Makin' these dollas And prior take it way back Take it all the way back Take it all the way back Take it all the way back Take it all the way back Before we was chasin' this money Before we was makin' this money It's funny, take it way back Take it all the way back Take it all the way back Take it all the way back Take it all the way back Take it back to before we was ballin' To before you was hustlin' Back when we was ballin' (Hoopin') Everyday cruisin' Before we took doves We spent both our days losin' Back then it was cool though Both of use was fools though Basketball and pullin' hoes Was all we went to school for And lookin' back, I'm just happy I had a partner that would always Ride for me and looked out for me Regardless My nigga, my bro Whether we rich or we poor Later on now and before I just want you to know This shyt and never changed This shyt and never changed This shyt and never changed Me I'm just happy to know I could depend on my bro If I was down on the floor And had nowhere else to go This shyt ain't never changed This shyt ain't never changed |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all See, she ain't got it all, she ain't got it all All you crazy hoe, I know a lot of y'all I had this one girl, she had a body, dawg Pretty in the face just like a Barbie doll I met her in the club, she was hot and all At first I really liked her but later not at all I took her to the crib and she was naughty, dawg She took me to the head just like a Tylenol She sees my piece and chain, she see my diamond ring That's what the problem is, she feel I got it all See, I done met the game but see, I play the game So I'ma call the clique and toss her like a volleyball She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all Say, now she callin' me and she keep on callin' me I'm not a toilet bowl, so why she stallin' me? She crazy in the head, oh yeah, she gotta be And then she be at all my shows, I think she followin' me Now I don't bother her, so why she botherin' me She see me ballin' so she tryna win a lottery She stay around 'cause she know I be where them dollars be But I wouldn't spend a dollar on her in a dollar tree I know you think I'm mean, well, I don't try to be So suck it up 'cause see, Dorrough don't do apologies She asked am I a G, I tell her possibly But if a G is what she want then I don't try to be She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all Look, I done took her to Benny Hana's then I took her to the game Black off sets on a peanut butter range Whole purple sets plus I'm leaning on that drank I used to make it rain, now I make it hurricane That was her name, she was bad and she had a great job I ain't gone lie, she the reason why I got 8 car She hustle for her daddy and her daddy me You wanna date with her, this gone cost you a B I'm on them hoe, I'm sitting low I'm doin' this for pimp screw and Big Moe This Flip and Dorrough, he keep shit like here And baby girl, these some gators, my watch your step She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
Hello
This time you was wrong, I ain't had no bitch No trick, no hoe all over my dick This time you was wrong, you say you got evidence Fuck that girl, you know you ain't really got shit This time you was wrong I know them other times you caught a nigga cheatin' red handed Yeah girl, I admit it, this time you was wrong Make a nigga wanna holla, oh Lord I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard As soon a nigga fall asleep you all in a nigga phone I swear you can't wait to catch a nigga doin' wrong You lookin' under rocks tryna find a dirty stone Before you catch me in the A you prolly see me up and gone And girl, I ain't tryna leave me and you alone But girl, I'm sick and tired of all this petty shit you on So before you fuck it up you better listen to this song 'Cause when I choose to up and leave you gon' swear I did you wrong Yeah, I did a lot of dirt back then I admit But don't forget you did a lot a shit a nigga won't forget 'Cause I'm tired of the fightin', the drama, the shit Should I leave? Should I peel like a banana and split? And girl I'ma warn you one time, this the last time Next time I'ma be lame, na, na, na, na Make a nigga wanna holla, oh Lord I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard This time you was wrong, I ain't had no bitch No trick, no hoe all over my dick This time you was wrong, you say you got evidence Fuck that girl, you know you ain't really got shit This time you was wrong I know them other times you caught a nigga cheatin' red handed Yeah girl, I admit it, this time you was wrong Make a nigga wanna holla, oh Lord I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard Girl, witchu it's never endin', everyday is like a game Don't matter how we do it everyday I'm in the same All that Internet bullshit drivin' me insane You tell your son, thanks for grinnin', its gon' leave you in the rain And girl, I ain't sayin' I'm caught up in the fame But you gotta understand that you ain't fuckin' with a lame So when these bitches flip down and try to sabotage my name You shouldn't leave and get to trippin', you should recognize the game 'Cause you know these hoes choosin' and I know these hoes fake But see you listen to your friends and that right there be there your mistake Plus I'm tired of all the stressin', very little I can take Can I live? Can I breathe? Should I leave? Should I stay? And girl I'ma warn you one time, this the last time Next time I'ma be lame, na, na, na, na Make a nigga wanna holla, oh Lord I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard This time you was wrong, I ain't had no bitch No trick, no hoe all over my dick This time you was wrong, you say you got evidence Fuck that girl, you know you ain't really got shit This time you was wrong I know them other times you caught a nigga cheatin' red handed Yeah girl, I admit it, this time you was wrong Make a nigga wanna holla, oh Lord I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard You had me with a throw the towel in, give it up 'Cause you ain't gonna be satisfied 'til I go You make me wanna take away my love Kiss your ass goodbye now girl, but I ain't tryna put on now show You make me wanna walk right out that door You make me wanna walk right out that door You make me wanna pack my shit And when I pack my shit girl, I ain't comin' back no more Yeah, you best believe that Girl, you causin' me to stress One thing that I suggest, I think you should invest Yeah, you best believe that The main problem to address You don't know what you possess And that's why we don't progress And you best believe that I'ma take my time 'til I make my mind Should I stay? Should I go? Na, na, na, na You make a nigga wanna holla, oh Lord I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard This time you was wrong, I ain't had no bitch No trick, no hoe all over my dick This time you was wrong, you say you got evidence Fuck that girl, you know you ain't really got shit This time you was wrong I know them other times you caught a nigga cheatin' red handed Yeah girl, I admit it, this time you was wrong Make a nigga wanna holla, oh Lord I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard This time you was wrong |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
Mr. D O R R, yeah, might swang wide body
Trunk goin' bang like a 12 gauge shottie Now er'body krunk Trunk goin' bang like a muizeburg pump Throwin' upper cuts like I'm you Trunk goin' bank like I claim Piru Dirty south ridin', might swang, might dip Trunk goin' bang like a West Coast Crip I wreck mics wit a passion Trunks goin' bang like headboards clashin' Album turned up whole street rockin' Trunk goin' bang like two cops knockin' Like Pinky an' the Brain, I ponder Trunk go bang like flash flood thunder People hate me like Bill O'Reilly Trunk go bang like pops off Friday Everything turned up, Kenwood turned Let the trunk bang while I got the block lock Down cut dog top down Let the trunk bag to the head rest drop down Ice game caked up, draped out, draped up Let the trunk bang make the whole hood wake up My click stay live, yo, yo, click ain't live, trunk go Bang like ice cream paint job (Yeah, buddie) Next stop truck stretched out Trunk go bang like 6-12's decked out (Whoo) Check that insides jet black Let the trunk bang with the sunroof let back Two tone flip change, lean back grip grain Trunk bang make the Cadillac switch lanes (Say, girl) Damn is he ballin' you don't heard, right? Let the trunk bang make the whole car swerve right |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
She can walk that walk, walk that walk
Walk that, walk that, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that, walk that, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that, walk that, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that, walk that, walk that walk She look good in her clothes, head to her toes Primetime chick, she the type to get chose Baby girl so fine, she make a nigga wanna shout Style so hood, I wanna see what she about She walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Goddamn, she a sassy Face, body, ass, yeah, she got the total package Walking through the club like a nigga ain't watchin' Struttin' that strut like she in a mall shoppin' Can't forget the mention, yeah, she got the mansions I wonder if she know that she the center of attention Middle of the floor, doing her, looking sexy She can walk that walk, like the niggas do at weddings She the type you wanna marry, top notch and classy Niggas lined up trying to be her baby daddy Excuse me, what's your name? How you doing? I'm just askin' Can I take you by the hand? Baby, I'll be gladly Damn, I want her bad, so I'mma come at her politely By the way she flirtin', I can tell it that she like me Way across the floor, but looking at me while she dancing That sexy ass can be, lil' mama, you ain't understandin' She look good in her clothes, head to her toes Primetime chick, she the type to get chose Baby girl so fine, she make a nigga wanna shout Style so hood, I wanna see what she about She walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk She got Beyonce hips, Keishya Cole thighs Meagan Good lips and some sexy-ass eyes She yellow like the road in the Wizard of the Oz Got them other bitches hatin', talkin' like Plies Say it then she go fed Then she taste up from her toes to her head Take her out to eat before I take her to the bed And give her that uhh, uhh and I don't need no meds All I need is her, thirty minutes and a rubber Nigga like me, you'll find none other Straight beast mode, three times, one hour Give it to her, in the kitchen, bedroom or the shower Lil' talk, I got what she need Head board knockin' up against her knees Hit her from the back so I can grab her by the waist Flip her over then you all on her face She look good in her clothes, head to her toes Primetime chick, she the type to get chose Baby girl so fine, she make a nigga wanna shout Style so hood, I wanna see what she about She walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk She can walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that, walk that, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that, walk that, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that, walk that, walk that walk Walk that walk, walk that walk Walk that, walk that, walk that walk |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
Ha yeah, Dorrough Music, say girl, I'm so serious right now
And if I could sing to you, I'll sing to you, ya feel me? I'm the one you call boo, you the one I call boo I know you hear that special song every time I call you Whenever passion seems gone I'm the one you lean on Ooh, I know I'm special, girl, so tell me what's my ringtone I love it when you call me whenever you can call me I always hear that special song every time you call me Whenever passion seems gone you the one I lean on Ooh, you know you special boy, that's why you got this ringtone Now say, every girl got a special tone For they boo when they call they phone I ain't tryin' to ask 21 questions All I'm tryin' to figure out is what's my song Is it 'Love' by Keyshia Cole or 'Playa Cardz' by Keyshia Cole? And all I know is it better not be 'I should've Cheated' by Keyshia Cole Could it be 'I Need You Back' 'cause girl, I hope you need me back I bet you change my song like 'Bust Your Windows Out' Whenever I make you mad if you feel like you need time To find that special ringtone it's all for me it's cool 'Cause I ain't even trippin' girl, 'cause all I know is I'm the one you call boo, you the one I call boo I know you hear that special song every time I call you Whenever passion seems gone I'm the one you lean on Ooh, I know I'm special girl, so tell me what's my ringtone I love it when you call me whenever you can call me I always hear that special song every time you call me Whenever passion seems gone, you the one I lean on Ooh, you know you special boy, that's why you got this ringtone Now girl, you know I 'Birthday Sex' that's your ringtone Your picture is my screensaver, the one where you got them jeans on See girl you all over my phone and everyday I'll change your song Yesterday 'Miss Independent', today 'She Got Her Own' My boo for me she carry love song by Mariah Carey Ooh, girl you so damn fine, yo ringtone is Halle Berry Just want you to know I feel you, so ringtone love I give you But this song right here is my ringback, girl, you so special I will send you a ringtone but girl, I can't sing So just let it ring, girl, just let it ring And all I wanna know is if I gotta special song So tell me what's my ringtone? Tell me, tell me what's my ringtone? Boy, I still love you even though you can't sing Now just let it ring, I'ma just let it ring Don't worry about the phone, just know that you got a special song So tell me what's my ringtone? Tell me, tell me what's my ringtone? If you that special somebody let me hear you say I got me a ringtone If you that special somebody let me hear you say I got me a ringtone If you ain't got you nobody let me hear you say I don't need a ringtone If you ain't got you nobody let me hear you say I don't need a ringtone But if you got you a boo then girl you say I got me a ringtone Yeah, if you got you a boo then girl you say I got me a ringtone If you ain't got you no boo that's cool, just say I don't need a ringtone If you ain't got you no boo that's cool Just say I don't need a ringtone I'm the one you call boo, you the one I call boo I know you hear that special song every time I call you Whenever passion seems gone I'm the one you lean on Ooh, I know I'm special, girl, so tell me what's my ringtone I love it when you call me whenever you can call me I always hear that special song every time you call me Whenever passion seems gone you the one I lean on Ooh, you know you special boy, that's why you got this ringtone |
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from Dorrough - Dorrough (2009)
T T wired to the T
[Incomprehensible] Mr. Mr. D O double R I got in my mind [Incomprehensible] Oh my, guess who Mr. D O double R O U to the G H Do I know you? Yeah, get it girl, show 'em how a pro do Wired to the T, I got the whole club Wired to the T, man hold up Wired to the T, if I like it I'm gonna throw dubs So go drop it down, make ya ass in the floo' world girl I'm gettin' money like ya ain't never seen So, shake it for me when ya see me on the scene Gone, get it in like a double shift worker girl Stack your cheese like a double cheeseburger Is a party gonna end? No Might be three, might be four If I can't drink then I can't go This song got everybody on the floo' T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T More, more, we want more If we can't drink then we can't go If they gone hate then let them know I slide me a hater like a patio door Off in my zone, already gone, 1, 2, 3, 4 shots to the dome Now I'm drunk, got 'em lil' mama crunk Tell her shake it, shake it, shake it Miss junk in the trunk so crunk 'Cause I'm outta there before I even walk through the door And you know a nigga gone when he walk up to a hoe Like excuse me miss, I ain't tryin' be funny Let me beat that pussy like it'd owe me money Is a party gonna end? No Might be three, might be four If I can't drink then I can't go This song got everybody on the floo' T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T I got liquor in my body, liquor, liquor in my body Liquor, liquor in my body I got, I got liquor in my body, liquor, liquor in my body Liquor, liquor in my body I be, I be runnin' through these hoes like I'm Tony Dorrsett Runnin', runnin' through these hoes like Tony Dorrsett Yeah, and my whole clique fly like the New York jets We be runnin' through these hoes like we Tony Dorrsett [Incomprehensible] This is the part where you walk to my mamma Like girl you fine, girl you fine And after this song, I'ma make you mine Is a party gonna end? No Might be three, might be four If I can't drink then I can't go This song got everybody on the floo' T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T Is a party gonna end? No Might be three, might be four If I can't drink then I can't go This song got everybody on the floo' T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T T T wired to the T |
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