Bun B - Doja Sweet lyrics

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Bun B - Doja Sweet lyrics

[Chorus: Pimp C Samples] Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, chokin' on that doja sweet Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sippin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The 84, the 84, the 84 Brougham on them, sippin' on that sizzurp [Verse 1: k**a Kyleon] Syrup City, my swang is pokin', two cups of that Big Moe H-Town, Robert Davis, that's the reason I like to smoke Pimp C, Big Hawk, (?) my fallen soldiers bu*terscotch my spinal cord, pop the trunk, still fallin' over 3rd Ward, 5th Ward, (?), South Park Acres on (?) Mo City, (?) Astro like Nolan Ryan, candy cars when I roll around Rap-A-Lot, Swisher House, SUC, they hold me down Greenspoint, Pleasantville, Sugar Land, (?) UGK, Ghetto Boyz, I keep it trill and I stay street 20 ounce so I dunk a deuce and I chuck the deuce when I'm slidin' by Smokin' kush, and ridin' 4s, so you can just say that I'm ridin' high Ridin' fly on my pilot sh**, first cla**, continental Double cup full of sleepin' potion, sweet full of LA confidential You call 'em hoes, but we call 'em bops, she shotgun when I crawl the lot In that candy 'vert we call it drop, let me hit my cup then let it hit the spot, cause I'm... [Chorus: Pimp C Samples] Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, chokin' on that doja sweet Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The 84, the 84, the 84 Brougham on them, sippin' on that sizzurp [Bridge: Sample & Pimp C Samples] There's nothing like the joy you bring (Chokin' on that doja) I wonder what would happen (Chokin' on that doja) If you would trust in me (Chokin' on that doja) I'd make you believe I'd make you belie- [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] Sippin' that, sippin' that sizzup, that sizzup, yeah, purple is the color Gettin' higher than 'em clouds, I be that pretty motherf**a k**a, k**a that's my brother, wait, hol' up, did I stutter? I'm young, I'm gettin' money, yeah I'm on my gutta gutta Roll a blunt up with another, put it in rotation Tell her I been gettin' high, I'm feelin' stingy, finna face it You lower than a basement, I'm higher than the clouds Pour it up, pour it up, A$AP, H-Town Roll up another one, smokin' up another one, this is how I chill Candy paint drippin', chrome wings up on that grill I swear I do it for real, I swear my n***as trill And we, we, we, we poppin', we poppin' pills I be on that molly and b**hes on that xanny I told her I give her purple drank to get in her panties I be f**in' these girls and I could f** her mom and granny I'm a nasty motherf**a, f** the whole family [Chorus: Pimp C Samples] Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, chokin' on that doja sweet Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sippin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The 84, the 84, the 84 Brougham on them, sippin' on that sizzurp [Verse 3: Bun B] Man I'm in the Cadillac, posted, sweets lit and I'm roasted Sippin' brown and I'm toasted, UGK for life and I boast it We ain't tolerate no hoe sh**, you hoes need to get ghost, sh** Got k**a K and young flacko mase, you know we 'bout to get throwed b**h, my car top is that rag (rag), Levi's on, no sag (sag) Hooded up for young Trayvon Martin, yeah man that's just my swag (swag) I'm blowin' dro, no hag (hag), racks and racks in my bag (bag) The biggest dog in this yard so these b**hes tail's gonna wag Man, I'm draped up, you know my pockets pap'd up [?] You know all night we stay up, sleep all day and wake up, count cake up Shake that Harlem shake up, this trill [?] I represent for PA, the original land of that trill (trill), you ain't down with that Then come where I'ma at and I'ma put these hands on your grill Don't give a f** how you feel (feel), we just grippin' that wheel (wheel) Wood grain on my hood mane, it's all good mane, just chill [Chorus: Pimp C Samples] Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp Chokin' on that doja sweet, chokin' on that doja sweet Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Chokin' on that doja sweet, sippin' on that sizzurp The 84, the 84, the 84 Brougham on them, sippin' on that sizzurp [Outro: Sample] There's nothing like the joy you bring I wounder what would happen If you would trust in me I'd make you believe I'd make you belie-

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