Gon and bring that back bitch
I'm on this fkin yaaa
Niggas wanna bang my line while we whipping down work, needa watch they fkin' act
N it ain't a holy shit Dough might give
Come to thank God wettin you ducks
To the bank know she ain't throw sex enough
Gucci mane wit a lemon on this chain sell the v-cut
Percocet, Hennessy, dust
I was on a mission, for them thangs had me geeked tough
If you need a quarter we ain't change nigga see us
All over la Madeline your dame been a freak huh
Iniminimineymo la hoe couldn't keep up
Already sold fa my soul, pledge allegiance
Servicin' the motha fkin screets just to eat sumn
Servicin' the motha fkin' screets just to bleed sumn
Wazzaaam
Wazzhananin
Trick- R.e.s.p.e.c.t. this trafficin'
Mind over mooounds of the enemy
Sick- f*cks out by 2-3am fa penny play
Stop n they go
Hit em wit love or risk a definitive blow
Jon timberlands golden
Huggin' the block bank heads born minutes ago
Ma internets loadin'
Welcoming hell, whole sale locked in for ten bows
I'm beginning to glow
Serve enough fiends epidemic ya store
Stop n they go
Hit em wit love or risk a definitive blow
Jon timberlands golden
Huggin' the block bank heads born minutes ago
Ma internets loadin'
Welcoming hell, whole sale locked in for ten bows
I'm beginning to glow
Serve enough fiends epidemic ya store
Hold up lil bitch, suck my dick
Been the same person just off my shits
Still the same person that will off your shit
How you thug around with a cross on your neck
Cigerret burns and he talking like a bird
Put your hands down that's a sign of aggression
No Mel Gibson clinching on a weapon
Still a 6 shooters gotta keep it Western
Got another jug so slide on the union
Bought another cell phone trap been booming
Ion like teeth baby use your mudela
Pistol like madusa, too many shootas
She gon choose up, ion want the bitch she a loser
Dropping the world on ya head don't just cut for my bread
Lost some blood for the gang let me charge it to the game
They gonna do it for the fame imma stay in my lane
Sipping drank for the pain flipping packs all summer
Now serving at the window automatic with extendos
Tuck ya chain it ain't hidden bitch my 40 really hittin'
Bitch my 40 really hittin'
Gon and bring that back bitch
I'm on this fkin yaaa
Niggas wanna bang my line while we whipping down work, needa watch they fkin' act
N it ain't a holy shit Dough might give
Come to thank God wettin you ducks
To the bank know she ain't throw sex enough
Gucci mane wit a lemon on this chain sell the v-cut
Percocet, Hennessy, dust
I was on a mission, for them thangs had me geeked tough
If you need a quarter we ain't change nigga see us
All over la Madeline your dame been a freak huh
Iniminimineymo la hoe couldn't keep up
Already sold fa my soul, pledge allegiance
Servicin' the motha fkin screets just to eat sumn
Servicin' the motha fkin' screets just to bleed sumn
Dough Glacier - Big Dough (feat. DaveySoWavey) Lyrics
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Gon and bring that back bitch
I'm on this fkin yaaa
Niggas wanna bang my line while we whipping down work, needa watch they fkin' act
N it ain't a holy shit Dough might give
Come to thank God wettin you ducks
To the bank know she ain't throw sex enough
Gucci mane wit a lemon on this chain sell the v-cut
Percocet, Hennessy, dust
I was on a mission, for them thangs had me geeked tough
If you need a quarter we ain't change nigga see us
All over la Madeline your dame been a freak huh
Iniminimineymo la hoe couldn't keep up
Already sold fa my soul, pledge allegiance
Servicin' the motha fkin screets just to eat sumn
Servicin' the motha fkin' screets just to bleed sumn
Wazzaaam
Wazzhananin
Trick- R.e.s.p.e.c.t. this trafficin'
Mind over mooounds of the enemy
Sick- f*cks out by 2-3am fa penny play
Stop n they go
Hit em wit love or risk a definitive blow
Jon timberlands golden
Huggin' the block bank heads born minutes ago
Ma internets loadin'
Welcoming hell, whole sale locked in for ten bows
I'm beginning to glow
Serve enough fiends epidemic ya store
Stop n they go
Hit em wit love or risk a definitive blow
Jon timberlands golden
Huggin' the block bank heads born minutes ago
Ma internets loadin'
Welcoming hell, whole sale locked in for ten bows
I'm beginning to glow
Serve enough fiends epidemic ya store
Hold up lil bitch, suck my dick
Been the same person just off my shits
Still the same person that will off your shit
How you thug around with a cross on your neck
Cigerret burns and he talking like a bird
Put your hands down that's a sign of aggression
No Mel Gibson clinching on a weapon
Still a 6 shooters gotta keep it Western
Got another jug so slide on the union
Bought another cell phone trap been booming
Ion like teeth baby use your mudela
Pistol like madusa, too many shootas
She gon choose up, ion want the bitch she a loser
Dropping the world on ya head don't just cut for my bread
Lost some blood for the gang let me charge it to the game
They gonna do it for the fame imma stay in my lane
Sipping drank for the pain flipping packs all summer
Now serving at the window automatic with extendos
Tuck ya chain it ain't hidden bitch my 40 really hittin'
Bitch my 40 really hittin'
Gon and bring that back bitch
I'm on this fkin yaaa
Niggas wanna bang my line while we whipping down work, needa watch they fkin' act
N it ain't a holy shit Dough might give
Come to thank God wettin you ducks
To the bank know she ain't throw sex enough
Gucci mane wit a lemon on this chain sell the v-cut
Percocet, Hennessy, dust
I was on a mission, for them thangs had me geeked tough
If you need a quarter we ain't change nigga see us
All over la Madeline your dame been a freak huh
Iniminimineymo la hoe couldn't keep up
Already sold fa my soul, pledge allegiance
Servicin' the motha fkin screets just to eat sumn
Servicin' the motha fkin' screets just to bleed sumn
I'm on this fkin yaaa
Niggas wanna bang my line while we whipping down work, needa watch they fkin' act
N it ain't a holy shit Dough might give
Come to thank God wettin you ducks
To the bank know she ain't throw sex enough
Gucci mane wit a lemon on this chain sell the v-cut
Percocet, Hennessy, dust
I was on a mission, for them thangs had me geeked tough
If you need a quarter we ain't change nigga see us
All over la Madeline your dame been a freak huh
Iniminimineymo la hoe couldn't keep up
Already sold fa my soul, pledge allegiance
Servicin' the motha fkin screets just to eat sumn
Servicin' the motha fkin' screets just to bleed sumn
Wazzaaam
Wazzhananin
Trick- R.e.s.p.e.c.t. this trafficin'
Mind over mooounds of the enemy
Sick- f*cks out by 2-3am fa penny play
Stop n they go
Hit em wit love or risk a definitive blow
Jon timberlands golden
Huggin' the block bank heads born minutes ago
Ma internets loadin'
Welcoming hell, whole sale locked in for ten bows
I'm beginning to glow
Serve enough fiends epidemic ya store
Stop n they go
Hit em wit love or risk a definitive blow
Jon timberlands golden
Huggin' the block bank heads born minutes ago
Ma internets loadin'
Welcoming hell, whole sale locked in for ten bows
I'm beginning to glow
Serve enough fiends epidemic ya store
Hold up lil bitch, suck my dick
Been the same person just off my shits
Still the same person that will off your shit
How you thug around with a cross on your neck
Cigerret burns and he talking like a bird
Put your hands down that's a sign of aggression
No Mel Gibson clinching on a weapon
Still a 6 shooters gotta keep it Western
Got another jug so slide on the union
Bought another cell phone trap been booming
Ion like teeth baby use your mudela
Pistol like madusa, too many shootas
She gon choose up, ion want the bitch she a loser
Dropping the world on ya head don't just cut for my bread
Lost some blood for the gang let me charge it to the game
They gonna do it for the fame imma stay in my lane
Sipping drank for the pain flipping packs all summer
Now serving at the window automatic with extendos
Tuck ya chain it ain't hidden bitch my 40 really hittin'
Bitch my 40 really hittin'
Gon and bring that back bitch
I'm on this fkin yaaa
Niggas wanna bang my line while we whipping down work, needa watch they fkin' act
N it ain't a holy shit Dough might give
Come to thank God wettin you ducks
To the bank know she ain't throw sex enough
Gucci mane wit a lemon on this chain sell the v-cut
Percocet, Hennessy, dust
I was on a mission, for them thangs had me geeked tough
If you need a quarter we ain't change nigga see us
All over la Madeline your dame been a freak huh
Iniminimineymo la hoe couldn't keep up
Already sold fa my soul, pledge allegiance
Servicin' the motha fkin screets just to eat sumn
Servicin' the motha fkin' screets just to bleed sumn
Writer: Coltin Hodges, Jonathan Bosch
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Dough Glacier
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Coltin Hodges, Jonathan Bosch