Me And Doodie Lo (feat. King Von)

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He tried to rob, I had to blow

I had to blow

That boy was tweaking, bet he won't do that no more

He won't do that no more

I leave him stinky, this that tooka, this that dope

That tooka, this that dope

We up in traffic, it's just me and Doodie Lo

Just me and Doodie Lo

Uh, who got fire? I want smoke

Ooh, I want smoke

And I ain't stopping at no lights, I'm on go

I'm on go

Talking like you 'bout that life, then drop the lo'

Then drop the lo', bitch

Pull up, hopping out

Me and Doodie Lo

It's me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom

You know Von, that's my bro

That's my bro

Six to twenty-four

You better check the score

Better check the score, bitch

Fuck her in Kankakee and took her to the O

I took her to the O

You get caught lackin', we'll blick you at the store

We'll blick you at the store

Boom, boom, boom

Doing hits and ride with Dracs in the Masi'

We in that Masi'

You ever smoked a **** and stood over a body?

You ain't killed nobody, bitch

I made a million off P's in the streets (Off P's)

Put a bag on your head and you dead in a week (Gang)

Boom, boom

Ain't no discussion, when we touch him, they gon' have to rush him (Rush)

Right to the hospital, that's what he get

That's repercussion

That's what he get

That **** woofin' all that tough shit, get him left in public (What?)

It ain't nothing, I gave out a hunnid, boy, I bet they coming (Boom, boom)

Strong stomach, I did shit up close, I ain't never vomit (Boom, boom)

Gone run then, but if he hit that floor, he ain't gon' see it coming

Get so high, I be seeing something (Huh?)

These **** can't see me or nothing

Your bitch on my like flea or something (Yeah, yeah)

And these **** know how I'm coming

I won't think twice for this (Twice)

And if a **** touch my chain

Then he gon' die for this

Take his life

I was gon' wife the ho but found out

She a trifflin' bitch

She a trifflin' bitch

Ain't coming in the club if we can't get our pipe in it (Boom)

OTF, they know us (Yeah)

Bitch we T, we go nuts (Yeah)

SRT, doing donuts (Skrrt)

All the opps some broke fucks (Fucks)

Killed off lean, that pour up (Lean)

Dead opps, we roll up (Fuck 'em)

All of my **** do too much

Doodie Lo high, he just parked him a school bus

Boom, boom, boom

He tried to rob, I had to blow

I had to blow

That boy was tweaking, bet he won't do that no more

He won't do that no more

I leave him stinky, this that tooka, this that dope

That tooka, this that dope, boy

We up in traffic, it's just me and Doodie Lo

Just me and Doodie Lo

Uh, who got fire? I want smoke

Ooh, I want smoke

And I ain't stopping at no lights, I'm on go

I'm on go

Talking like you 'bout that life, then drop the lo'

Then drop the lo', bitch

Pull up, hopping out

Me and Doodie Lo

It's me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom