Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Dat Doe, artist - Rich Boy. Album song Chevy Muzik, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Razor Sharp
Song language: English
Get Dat Doe |
You see where we’re going? |
You take the 65 or you take the 10 |
You take the charter or you take the G5 |
You can take your Chevy |
And you can take the truck |
Class is in sessions suckas |
Hey Rich Boy, I think it’s time |
It’s time! |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Purple juice, sip it slow |
Pour a fo, it’s time to blow |
Fuck up on a moment bruh |
Feds come searching for the gun |
Make them racks out of corn |
Bounce that pussy in the zone |
Stack, you go spend it then |
Never seen no hater win |
Hotel bedroom full of wind and then they want my cool again |
I’m a polo, fuck the world, fuck the laws |
Them stacks ho, filthy rich bitch time to ball |
Count that cheese, I’m major league |
You fake to me, too make believe |
Use yo head and bend yo knees |
She come to please and then she leave |
Flip that quick and hit that lick |
Pop that bottle, pour that shit |
With that ass she do magic |
And she love to trick or treat |
Dollar bills — that’s what I’m bout |
My nigga Cee Lo cashing out |
Bitch we talking large amounts |
How much money you tryna count? |
Count that pass, that blunt and rhyme |
Smoke that purp and burn it down |
Salute to my nigga Bun, it’s time for me to loud shit now |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
You know just how a nigga livin |
I be grinding for a living |
Tryna stack it to the ceiling |
Why you niggas was flat style |
Dreaming on yo mama couch |
I was breaking down peas |
Try not to stink up my mama house |
Uh, real shit you better ask about me |
Fuck friends, I only feel right when them racks surround me |
Ale servin, middle of the mall, poop side shit |
Oh lady man, house flooded with Jordan shoe boxes |
She just wanna count cause she love this shit |
If I ever disappear she’ll be swine flu infected sick |
Grind hard, I’ll never quit this shit |
Wanna give my daughter the world so I need the biggest lick in here |
Fuck skirt, chasing bars |
Some can live a boss life |
Then these hoes by the dozen |
Every ho gon be the boss wife |
If you don’t respect that my nigga kill yo self |
It’s king’s tomb, I make kings moves better wealth |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |
Get dat doe, fuck that hoe |
Spin that shit, make some mo |