Doughboyz Cashout - (Duh Mob) lyrics

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Doughboyz Cashout - (Duh Mob) lyrics

[Verse 1:Quis] Crispy! Cruising down the mile, blowin loud with my rich b**h steering with my left hand showin how my wrist gliss Knew that I would come up, but I didn't think it'd be this quick Shoutout to them n***as that I used to hit licks with 7 mile better pile, been a man since a child used to be in school with my hand up a girl blouse when my daddy when to jail, ain't none of his boys come around or help me when I was down, so its f** them n***as now Lames tryin to steal our styles, imitators everywhere But they rockin ice that Kid wouldn't let Amari wear No matter where the f** I'm at, I hold my chain in the air They don't like 7 mile n***as, but I don't care b**hes stare when we in attendance, pockets filled up with spinach I love my life and all the people thats in it (Doughboyz) Hold up wait for a minute, I got some sh** to explain, we didn't respond to diss songs cause them n***as was lame [Verse 2:Josh] Ain't none of my n***as stravin, from Crispy Quis to Lil Marvin If you still broke n***a, you must be retarded Bronx syle rolex, quick like boflex A weak n***a grindin, he gets no s** Old b**h mad at me, she gets no text She strippin now so tell me whats next Off to Fedex, 200 to catch I'm a boss lil dog, go and fetch [Verse 3:Payroll] Awwww sh** fenkell in this b**h (4-1) Keep the iron so I'm never wrinkled in this b**h White diamonds looking like a kilo on my wrist Ice cubes in my chain so I can debo me a b**h They say we lyin' in our raps n***a tell that to the feds Haters say a n***a broke b**h tell that to my bread (f** on) Ain't nothing change but the quality of ice And I wear louie every day like n***as wear knives I'mma cashout rich n***a (b**h) If I tell my plug send them, them b**hes getting sent It could be just ten or a hundred of them sh**s Them b**hes getting flipped vacume seals getting ripped [Verse 4:Delon HBK] YAE YAE All these n***as hatin' tell me one thing what yo pockets bout Thats why yo main b**h can't wait till my n***a roc get out My braclet for your life My n***a I wouldn't even swap it out Everywhere I go I put the ave on and shouted out Made a promise to myself I'm never going broke again Ride past the club two times and make you choke again Red bottles snake skin gucci n***a cobra skin If I don't know nothing b**h best believe I know to win. [Verse 5:Doughboy Clay] In a clique full hustlers so getting money ain't an option Stay going hard even though the feds watching You say you getting money little boy you need to stop it Took a trip with Don michaels came back with our apartment How your a** getting money when ain't no gra** in your yard And you really walking light and you really bringing hard Im a misbelieveing god n***a dope, gangs and d** n***as f** with DBC, because they know that we the plug. [Verse 6:Doughboy Maine] Brightmo maine 14 carrots not 2 that's just one chain Bossed down bands two wrist's that just one hand 2 bad b**hes 1 me, hotel suite The night you wish for that's every other week for me Damn my b**h such a freak well lets do it It's a bounty on my chains somebody blew it Let a real n***a do it if u just gon' stand there These b**hes want money and I'm bout to make it rain here [Verse 7:Doughboy Chaz] Phone slappin' Turning down mills from major deals Iced my rolie out cause I hate seeing stainless steel Living mob life for real f** models from brazil My n***a jordan trigga happy, shoot yo a** quick as hell My daughter stay gucci down, own every pair n***a making diss songs don't nobody f**ing care When you own top n***a everybody stare DBC run the city n***a f** anybody else Stack for a feature n***a this ain't no joke Pull up for a show impossible to go broke All this ice on me make a bad b**h choke Every b**h that s** me up gon' choke [Verse 8:Doughboy Dre] I got pounds of the reggies balling like a pacer Henny XO straight shot no chaser So f** a hater and f** a broke a** b**h Doughboyz Cashout we already rich f**ing with tip in the A drinking aviaon So stop playing like you know us you don't know Delon And you don't know me I get it by the whole p Bad pretty b**h long hair, she wanna blow me I blow up by the oz then call a couple thousand The n***as keep hatin but my money keep piling And my n***as be walling My goons be trippin 40 on my hip nah b**h I'm never slippin' (never)

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