Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dog Food , by - CrossTown BeezyRelease date: 28.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dog Food |
| Making my way across town… |
| Moving around… |
| Serving these pounds. |
| The Trap need me. |
| The Streets feed me… |
| We got that work for you… |
| We taking Dog Food… |
| She pop pills too. |
| And now I Wonder… |
| The plug hit me, Beezy there’s a shipment the product little stronger but I |
| charge the same ticket |
| Heard about the spot couple D boys and them henchman I’m gone sent thru watch |
| us bubble no suspicion |
| Road running jugging spots I’m a Get this money I’m gone tap dance on it so I |
| bring in double I’m just trying to get the cash or a pack to bubble when a |
| nigga on his ass bet he show his hustle make my way crosstown cause I’m chasing |
| chicken put a lower price on it so I sell it quicker I’m just trying to get key |
| to start up the ignition I be whipping on them grams seen a bigger vision all |
| from my intuition brought this to fruition call me Crosstown Beezy live from |
| the kitchen I’m blowing on that gas it’s a blow down see me in your hometown |
| bet I’m headed crosstown |
| Making my way across town… |
| Moving around… |
| Serving these pounds. |
| The Trap need me. |
| The Streets feed me… |
| We got that work for you… |
| We taking Dog Food… |
| She pop pills too. |
| And now I Wonder… |
| Look |
| Left hand whip right hand hold it steady. |
| You see them air holes in that bitch you know its ready. |
| Remember them days, them 2ways and a stolen chevy?.. |
| A couple grams chopped down to 20's and bout a O of reggie? |
| Them tables turned now I got what you calling for. |
| You short changing on the money nigga what you calling for? |
| I go and run it up you other niggas stalling bro. |
| The plug call I go and get them bands and give it all to bro. |
| Ask around I’m the mother fucking man. |
| I’m selling what I want to while you selling what you can. |
| Got up off my ass I had to come up with a plan. |
| Now I’m making all these moves to get these mother fucking bands. |
| Got for the low and for the high. |
| Feeling like a china man hurry up and buy. |
| Hit him with the 40 like hurry up and die. |
| Water whipping chickens hope they hurry up and fry. |
| So I can go get my money… |
| Making my way across town… |
| Moving around… |
| Serving these pounds. |
| The Trap need me. |
| The Streets feed me… |
| We got that work for you… |
| We taking Dog Food… |
| She pop pills too. |
| And now I Wonder… |