Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dag, Philly Too, artist - Madlib. Album song Deeper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.09.2013
Record label: Madlib Invazion
Song language: English
Dag, Philly Too |
Uhh, nigga |
Niggaz was wearin budget |
Talkin 'bout like, real school third grade |
Wearin budget, shit, ya bitch! |
Yeah |
I keep a chip off in my cell phone, pocket full of stones |
Smokin on the strong, Freddy Kane, Freddy Corleone |
Marshalltown niggaz had a nigga runnin home |
I call collect, get me a 38, now bitch it’s on |
9 millimeter, Baretta to 40 cal |
By 23 fresh up out the box, bitch I hold it down |
I hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile |
Fast forward ten years came back with Roley’s with golden crowns |
Skinny nigga; |
six wing mild sauce |
With all the fries you can give me I tear them bitches off |
Ski mask on yo' baby daddy? |
Well that’s that nigga loss |
Pointin my trey five seven, I got my point across |
A skinny nigga; |
six wing mild sauce |
With all the fries you can give me I tear them bitches off |
This burnin hole in my pocket got me out here 50 soft |
223 on my enemy I tear them bitches off |
Bitch |
Skinny nigga; |
six wing mild sauce |
With all the fries you can give me I tear them bitches off |
A plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom |
But fuck my enemies, what’chu lookin for bitch I got 'em |
Bitch, bitch I got 'em; |
bitch, bitch I got 'em |
Fuck my enemies what’chu lookin for bitch I got 'em |
Bitch, bitch I got 'em; |
bitch, bitch I got 'em |
Fuck my enemies what’chu lookin for bitch I got 'em |
Uhh — KFC, Harold’s, Sharks and Popeyes |
Adidas suit with a plate of chicken, got mob ties |
A fresh Delt', weed crumbs on my plush seats |
I got my license now I’m backseat fuckin every week |
A thick bitch live in Miller, go to work |
3:30 school was out then I was fresh under her skirt |
Them project niggaz hit that bitch that pussy went berserk |
Don’t hit without that Trojan fuck around you might get burnt |
She was raised in the church, turnt out in the ghetto |
Lock it, pussy pop it, I swear this bitch deserve a medal |
Seen school girls turn into strippers in stilletos |
Pimpin' 'til I die, if you wanna stop then get a shovel bitch |
Extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom |
Freddie Forgiato, all my bitches spoiled rotten |
Cop that llama, got the hollows poppin out the barrel |
Got a stain for them hubbas meet me at the Harold’s |
Bitch! |
I remember when they had some 15 right on 15 nigga |
Fo’sho I used to hit that motherfucker all the time nigga |
Straight dope stains and chicken wangs, y’knahmsayin? |
Uhh, yeah, yeah~! |