Lyrics Get the Doe - Gucci Mane, Rocko

Get the Doe

Cause I style shawty\nYo bitch wanna fuck with me, I don’t doubt it\nGucci Mane show man, the club so crowded\nGot a mean watch on me, cost a coo and 40\nI’m the center of attention, watch these hoes starin round me\nI took a picture with yo bitch, I don’t know why you allowed it\nWe check the strong pack in, yea my kush is the loudest\nAnd my name ring a bell, different counties and counties\nThey had a bounty on my chain, how the fuck they found me?\nI blow so much purp that I can’t stay grounded\n6's on scray 8 G, yea it’s morning\nA nigga say he jack me, how the fuck that sounded\n200 cash, that’s on the floor\nI got 100 bands going out the door\nBitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes\nI’m hustling hard baby, gotta get doe\n200 cash, that’s on the floor\nI got 100 bands going out the door\nKiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes\nI’m hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe\nI’m hustling hard, bitch I gotta get the doe\nAnd Coca Cola sellin soda, wippin it in the poe\nI’m flippin I’m flippin I’m flippin I’m flippin, no shit like I’m a come on\nI’m second, I’m freezing, I’m flippin that Cola, you niggas be sellin yo soul\nThis here shit is getting crazy, niggas I’ll get you pulled\nIf niggas will tell me they mama, they hit the fan, they act like hoes\nI’m going my loop with steel toed boots, so nigga can’t step on my toes\nI’m packin my pussy and smoking these swishas, I’m bout to lose control\nI’m workin that show like I’m flippin the dope, my pockets are super swole\nRide through the trap and I got that scrub, don’t know who’s from the 4\nYou niggas will blow yo head, I’ll pour a ounce of blow\nCause since you ran off with a brick they don’t watch he stick blow up yo nose\n200 cash, that’s on the floor\nI got 100 bands going out the door\nBitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes\nI’m hustling hard baby, gotta get doe\n200 cash, that’s on the floor\nI got 100 bands going out the door\nKiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes\nI’m hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe\nSoon as I enter, pussy niggas exit\nBall like the arena, go home with all that flexin\nBitch strict niggas in yo area, we ain’t goin for it, we get ya\nF’in, Glock carrier, we gon bury ya\nAll the bitches histerical, they know how I kick it\nSaid watchin ass nigga, you ain’t gonna spend it why the fuck you here?\nPoor hustling ass nigga, 100 bands in my air\nOn the left and right pocket, 50 bands in my rear\nBorn champeen, gladiator, conquered all my fields\nBeen alive for 30 years, I been getting money for 20 year\nI’m with Gucci that my brother from another mother\nBrothers of the same struggle, still in the trap ho, we so gutta\n200 cash, that’s on the floor\nI got 100 bands going out the door\nBitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes\nI’m hustling hard baby, gotta get doe\n200 cash, that’s on the floor\nI got 100 bands going out the door\nKiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes\nI’m hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe