Dougie B - No More Free Dougie B
[Intro: Dougie B]
Brrt that, gang
Bitch, I'm back
Bang, baow, baow, baow
[Verse 1: Dougie B]
Look, they like, "Dougz you buggin', just chill"
I'ma do what I do, can't forget I'm a felon, and still I walk up off that pill
That's on bro, bitch, I do this for real
Tell 'em call me D Brady, I'm throwin' consecutive
Back in the field with the steel
If you fuck with them niggas, chill with them niggas
Fuck who get hit on that drill
Free Sticky, free Jo, Free Naz Flock
Crodie don't miss when he up that pole
Better shoot when you runnin' to me
Chop make 'em levitate, these bullets is taking your soul
Two deep, me and Swervo, bro, he be buggin'
Cover your moms or get low
Me and Kay back to back, swear to God if we spin, two chop's, bitch, we letting it go
Wе gon' bend through the T's if they throw up thе Gz
What the fuck is a grrah, grrah?
Bitch, we keep that brrt that, brrt that, brrt that, brrt that, rah, rah
Take that shit off his neck if he PNV
Shoot or get shot when y'all niggas is seein' me (PNVK)
Gang do damage, tell 'em don't panic, you could get shot just for free
[Verse 2: Sha EK]
Uh-huh, suck my dick
Drop the Gz 'cause it's shoot or get shot
Pop the Perc', got me spinnin' your block
That lil' bitch, she get beat like the opps
Drop the O, somebody getting shot
Off a 30, be too many cops
Man, them niggas be running when they see the chop'
Man, them niggas be running when they see the Glock
Shout out the Rey, Wan Billy, what's crackin'?
Call up Kay Flock when it's time for the drill
Since I lost BDiddy, I just wanna kill
Bdot be wildin', tryna tell 'em chill
O to the O when we walk through your 'jects
No more free Dougie B, told 'em that we next
That bitch fuck with the opps but she still let me fuck
Smokin' Woo Lotti, that boy in the blunt
They want me dead but I don't give a fuck
If he jackin' Drilly, put him in the trunk
And then we beat his ass like a drum
We ran in his pockets, all we found was ones, uh-huh
Man, them opp niggas broke
Love Zay Munna, nigga, that's the Loc
Mexi be buggin', totin' on the totes
But he ain't for nothin', bet he let it blow
Jiggy on jiggy spinnin' through the Ville
They said I be tweakin' when I'm off a pill
I gotta get back totin' on the steel (Brrt)
Big EBK and niggas want me dead
The Blammas be mad he got shot in the head
He was just bunny hoppin' now he dead
He was just bunny hoppin' now he dead, uh-huh
[Verse 3: Kay Flock]
He was just bunny hoppin', now he dead
When I backed out the chop, all these niggas fled
Sayin', "Kay, you be buggin' when you off the meds"
They be like, "Kay, you be tweakin'"
Step in the spot, I start geekin'
Don't do the Henny, D'ussé for the weekend
D'ussé make her do what you thinkin'
Two deep, me and Nate revel demons
Hop off that shit and start squeezin'
Back to the block, smoke up, playin' defense
Gave my 'ooter a pill, told the nigga chill
We just gon' squeeze for no reason
Doowop on the drill searchin' for a kill
If he scream Drilly we beat 'em
Like, like, if he scream Drilly we beat 'em
[Outro: Kay Flock, & ]
Suck my dick, nigga
It's the opp spotter, nigga, we got 'em, nigga
No more Free Dougie B, nigga, suck my dick
Brrt that, gang
Bitch, I'm back
Bang, baow, baow, baow
[Verse 1: Dougie B]
Look, they like, "Dougz you buggin', just chill"
I'ma do what I do, can't forget I'm a felon, and still I walk up off that pill
That's on bro, bitch, I do this for real
Tell 'em call me D Brady, I'm throwin' consecutive
Back in the field with the steel
If you fuck with them niggas, chill with them niggas
Fuck who get hit on that drill
Free Sticky, free Jo, Free Naz Flock
Crodie don't miss when he up that pole
Better shoot when you runnin' to me
Chop make 'em levitate, these bullets is taking your soul
Two deep, me and Swervo, bro, he be buggin'
Cover your moms or get low
Me and Kay back to back, swear to God if we spin, two chop's, bitch, we letting it go
Wе gon' bend through the T's if they throw up thе Gz
What the fuck is a grrah, grrah?
Bitch, we keep that brrt that, brrt that, brrt that, brrt that, rah, rah
Take that shit off his neck if he PNV
Shoot or get shot when y'all niggas is seein' me (PNVK)
Gang do damage, tell 'em don't panic, you could get shot just for free
[Verse 2: Sha EK]
Uh-huh, suck my dick
Drop the Gz 'cause it's shoot or get shot
Pop the Perc', got me spinnin' your block
That lil' bitch, she get beat like the opps
Drop the O, somebody getting shot
Off a 30, be too many cops
Man, them niggas be running when they see the chop'
Man, them niggas be running when they see the Glock
Shout out the Rey, Wan Billy, what's crackin'?
Call up Kay Flock when it's time for the drill
Since I lost BDiddy, I just wanna kill
Bdot be wildin', tryna tell 'em chill
O to the O when we walk through your 'jects
No more free Dougie B, told 'em that we next
That bitch fuck with the opps but she still let me fuck
Smokin' Woo Lotti, that boy in the blunt
They want me dead but I don't give a fuck
If he jackin' Drilly, put him in the trunk
And then we beat his ass like a drum
We ran in his pockets, all we found was ones, uh-huh
Man, them opp niggas broke
Love Zay Munna, nigga, that's the Loc
Mexi be buggin', totin' on the totes
But he ain't for nothin', bet he let it blow
Jiggy on jiggy spinnin' through the Ville
They said I be tweakin' when I'm off a pill
I gotta get back totin' on the steel (Brrt)
Big EBK and niggas want me dead
The Blammas be mad he got shot in the head
He was just bunny hoppin' now he dead
He was just bunny hoppin' now he dead, uh-huh
[Verse 3: Kay Flock]
He was just bunny hoppin', now he dead
When I backed out the chop, all these niggas fled
Sayin', "Kay, you be buggin' when you off the meds"
They be like, "Kay, you be tweakin'"
Step in the spot, I start geekin'
Don't do the Henny, D'ussé for the weekend
D'ussé make her do what you thinkin'
Two deep, me and Nate revel demons
Hop off that shit and start squeezin'
Back to the block, smoke up, playin' defense
Gave my 'ooter a pill, told the nigga chill
We just gon' squeeze for no reason
Doowop on the drill searchin' for a kill
If he scream Drilly we beat 'em
Like, like, if he scream Drilly we beat 'em
[Outro: Kay Flock, & ]
Suck my dick, nigga
It's the opp spotter, nigga, we got 'em, nigga
No more Free Dougie B, nigga, suck my dick
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