| Maybe it’s the weed.
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| It’s more than the fucking weed
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| Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
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| You better send me home
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| Cause I ain’t leaving till something leave with me
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| Right now that’s all I’m on
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| I’ve had a headache for the last three days
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| And the last couple days I been missing some pay
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| Do I have AIDS? |
| I’m sniffing and coughing
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| And really this doesn’t happen to often
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| Maybe I’m tripping, maybe I got the flu
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| Maybe I’m stressed out, something I’m going through
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| It’s been a week and me and wife ain’t have sex
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| I’m usually a wild guy, I’ll break her fucking neck
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| I’m sick and I’m starting to wimper
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| It’s ninety degrees, it’s like December
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| My temperature is hundred and six
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| I can’t shit and I feel like shit
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| Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
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| You better send me home
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| Cause I ain’t leaving till something leave with me
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| Right now that’s all I’m on
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| More trouble, here comes day two (Two)
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| I took a shit in my white underroos
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| My eyes look like I been smoking crack (Uh-huh)
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| Exlax got me throwing up Big Macs
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| Nyquil, Advil, Tylenol, synus
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| Carrying my blanket around like I’m Linus
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| Maybe it’s the pork I ate in New York
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| Or maybe my baby mama wanting child support (You bitch!)
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| Or maybe it’s the fish that made me sick
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| Or maybe it’s the prostitute I let suck my dick
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| Or maybe it’s just the bottle of vodka
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| I don’t care, I just need to see the doctor
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| Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
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| You better send me home
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| Cause I ain’t leaving till somethin' leave with me
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| Right now that’s all I’m on
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| I’mma kill this bitch, the tip on my dick
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| Ain’t got an itch but I couldn’t resist the switch
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| She’s the type of bitch made to flinch
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| Walk passed niggas, all in the ass
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| Or it’s because I had a tall glass
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| I dropped my drawers without my dick wrapped
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| Purhaps, I could catch the crabs
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| But, at that moment that’s irrelevant
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| I knew what I know now, I practice celibace
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| And be hesitant from tappin' Evelyn
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| Heaven sent a message when I came back negative
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| «Never fuck a bitch in the ass off a laxative»
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| Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
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| You better send me home
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| Cause I ain’t leavin' till somethin' leave with me
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| Right now that’s all I’m on
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| Yeah, just visiting Cincinnati
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| Me and my (?)
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| I’m with my boy, Hi-Tek, down the street
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| Yeah, can you take, do you take debit cards? |
| (No, we don’t sir)
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| Food stamps? |
| (No, please, sir, get off the line)
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| ? |
| go get Hi-Tek out the car, man
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| Tell that nigga I need some, money for the prescription
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| .Kweli! |
| Ha-ha! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Doctor Doctor , by - Bizarre. Song from the album Hannicap Circus, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп