Unh unh
Seats all white like cocaine That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think you dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Two middle fingers up unh that's a new signature
I went from prince to a symbol huh got the crown
Now they think I'm Simba duh well
I'm the lion king niggas kings at lying
Sellin' Jewish fables well I ain't buyin
I'm Nike just do it y'all still tryin
Just get it started y'all at the finish line
Maximus DaIII and Punisher
It cost to get money you ain't f*ckin' with us
I've been this way since back dat ass up
A juvenile CMB I didn't stutter
Shotty told you niggas we the keepers of the brothers
We able give back cocaine that's butter
Make them all choke while I am clutchin
I make you a star yes I'm a motherf*cker
God MC Floyd ex D boy only thing real in a room full of decoys
Richard pryorthey just toys
They think you hot shit lil' hemorrhoids unh
Niggas say they run their cities well
I want the world Frank Nitti unh
Holy City show no pity I'm grown
I know you ain't think I was kidding
Runnin' through red lights jumpin' over pyramids and grapevines
Just fine got better red wine
Three wiseman please don't test mine
Niggas go against God keep mamas cryin
Hosea chapter 4 and verse 9
Still scripture over everything how I'm replyin
On cloud nine no way you can stop my shine
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Seats white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Got plenty homies only few A1s
With the sauce gyro no misteak uh
I pray my success torment Satan
What I'm doing ain't never been done bruh
I'm sex on the roof they got me f*cked up
I put my nuts on the track this a cold cut
Trapped in the algorithm found my rhythm Cer
Mack of all trades busta Behave
Low cuts tight fades don't gaze
Snatch up your bae run plays
Through two holes running back OJ
Doeboy in the hood I'm just Trey
Furious with the styles what they all say
Jealous ones steal envy Jose
Shots getting fired without the guns playing
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Tres liotta - DoeBoy Lyrics
Tres liotta - DoeBoy Lyrics
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Unh unh
Seats all white like cocaine That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think you dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Two middle fingers up unh that's a new signature
I went from prince to a symbol huh got the crown
Now they think I'm Simba duh well
I'm the lion king niggas kings at lying
Sellin' Jewish fables well I ain't buyin
I'm Nike just do it y'all still tryin
Just get it started y'all at the finish line
Maximus DaIII and Punisher
It cost to get money you ain't f*ckin' with us
I've been this way since back dat ass up
A juvenile CMB I didn't stutter
Shotty told you niggas we the keepers of the brothers
We able give back cocaine that's butter
Make them all choke while I am clutchin
I make you a star yes I'm a motherf*cker
God MC Floyd ex D boy only thing real in a room full of decoys
Richard pryorthey just toys
They think you hot shit lil' hemorrhoids unh
Niggas say they run their cities well
I want the world Frank Nitti unh
Holy City show no pity I'm grown
I know you ain't think I was kidding
Runnin' through red lights jumpin' over pyramids and grapevines
Just fine got better red wine
Three wiseman please don't test mine
Niggas go against God keep mamas cryin
Hosea chapter 4 and verse 9
Still scripture over everything how I'm replyin
On cloud nine no way you can stop my shine
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Seats white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Got plenty homies only few A1s
With the sauce gyro no misteak uh
I pray my success torment Satan
What I'm doing ain't never been done bruh
I'm sex on the roof they got me f*cked up
I put my nuts on the track this a cold cut
Trapped in the algorithm found my rhythm Cer
Mack of all trades busta Behave
Low cuts tight fades don't gaze
Snatch up your bae run plays
Through two holes running back OJ
Doeboy in the hood I'm just Trey
Furious with the styles what they all say
Jealous ones steal envy Jose
Shots getting fired without the guns playing
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Seats all white like cocaine That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think you dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Two middle fingers up unh that's a new signature
I went from prince to a symbol huh got the crown
Now they think I'm Simba duh well
I'm the lion king niggas kings at lying
Sellin' Jewish fables well I ain't buyin
I'm Nike just do it y'all still tryin
Just get it started y'all at the finish line
Maximus DaIII and Punisher
It cost to get money you ain't f*ckin' with us
I've been this way since back dat ass up
A juvenile CMB I didn't stutter
Shotty told you niggas we the keepers of the brothers
We able give back cocaine that's butter
Make them all choke while I am clutchin
I make you a star yes I'm a motherf*cker
God MC Floyd ex D boy only thing real in a room full of decoys
Richard pryorthey just toys
They think you hot shit lil' hemorrhoids unh
Niggas say they run their cities well
I want the world Frank Nitti unh
Holy City show no pity I'm grown
I know you ain't think I was kidding
Runnin' through red lights jumpin' over pyramids and grapevines
Just fine got better red wine
Three wiseman please don't test mine
Niggas go against God keep mamas cryin
Hosea chapter 4 and verse 9
Still scripture over everything how I'm replyin
On cloud nine no way you can stop my shine
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Seats white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Got plenty homies only few A1s
With the sauce gyro no misteak uh
I pray my success torment Satan
What I'm doing ain't never been done bruh
I'm sex on the roof they got me f*cked up
I put my nuts on the track this a cold cut
Trapped in the algorithm found my rhythm Cer
Mack of all trades busta Behave
Low cuts tight fades don't gaze
Snatch up your bae run plays
Through two holes running back OJ
Doeboy in the hood I'm just Trey
Furious with the styles what they all say
Jealous ones steal envy Jose
Shots getting fired without the guns playing
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Seats all white like cocaine
That fast life bring that slow pain
Ice cubes cool you off you think it dope man
Nigga with a attitude so so main
Do we have a problem here? Do we have a problem
Writer: Floyd Towner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid