The D.O.C. - Simple As That lyrics

Published

0 137 0

The D.O.C. - Simple As That lyrics

[Hook: Six2] Scorch them Dickeys in the grand Manhattan Same way of livin' baby, simple as that I just wanna kick it wit' you, want it for realer I ain't tryna come between you and your n***a Just hit me on the hip and I'll call you back You can play like I'm your kinfolk or something like that You probably already thinkin' I'm hittin' your cat Same way of livin' baby, simple as that [Verse 1: Six2] Hey boo, sorry if I talked to you late I'm tryna let you know what's on my mind, okay? You got a n***a wonderin' where you at sometime Won't you let your boy put you on your back one time? It's that cat that you make me chase Is that n***a over there? Is he up in your face? Handle your business baby girl, you straight Just hit me when he leaves, straight lace no chase It's a trip I kinda cut with her bra f** her the next day, a** sweet, male dog Sprung is what I figure she'd be She did have a n***a now she f**in' with me You ain't know, true playas are picky I fleed from the scene in corduroy Dickies Got gang and I know how to act Same way of livin' baby, simple as that [Hook: Six2] Scorch them Dickeys in the grand Manhattan Same way of livin' baby, simple as that I just wanna kick it wit' you, want it for realer I ain't tryna come between you and your n***a Just hit me on the hip and I'll call you back You can play like I'm your kinfolk or something like that You probably already thinkin' I'm hittin' your cat Same way of livin' baby, simple as that [Verse 2: Six2] I'm only out for breakin' you hoes for a phizze Sevens up 30 Joes on your bizzay Don't hide, divide your little Kit-Kat b**h, you know you wanna let a n***a hit that I'm known to run game on most hoes Don't hate me, I'm tryna get the pesos Lay back, see Max never chase hoes And as far as the b**hes, see I make those Indeed, b**h here with the weed Oh please, I'm just tryna nut in your p**y and leave It feel good but it hurt though I get ghost on b**h, where my motherf**in' shirt go? Beat that coochie hole up in her moch Lettin' you hoes know when I get you, I got you Y'all remember me bein' true to the game I gotta get it though, all coochie ain't the same [Hook: Six2] Scorch them Dickeys in the grand Manhattan Same way of livin' baby, simple as that I just wanna kick it wit' you, want it for realer I ain't tryna come between you and your n***a Just hit me on the hip and I'll call you back You can play like I'm your kinfolk or something like that You probably already thinkin' I'm hittin' your cat Same way of livin' baby, simple as that [Verse 3: Six2] Do we know that it's me that call late at night? Do we know that you a freak and ain't hittin' it right? I ain't tryna come between y'all at all What I feel is just lust so don't tell him 'bout us Cause his brain is small and mine's is not I'm still trippin' on that fine you got If you don't look good, I don't That n***a gon' get you stuck in the hood, I won't I bet you think he love you to d**h but he don't He ain't givin' you what you need and won't You probably already think I'm hittin' your cat Same way of livin' baby, simple as that [Hook: Six2] Scorch them Dickeys in the grand Manhattan Same way of livin' baby, simple as that I just wanna kick it wit' you, want it for realer I ain't tryna come between you and your n***a Just hit me on the hip and I'll call you back You can play like I'm your kinfolk or something like that You probably already thinkin' I'm hittin' your cat Same way of livin' baby, simple as that Scorch them Dickeys in the grand Manhattan Same way of livin' baby, simple as that I just wanna kick it wit' you, want it for realer I ain't tryna come between you and your n***a Just hit me on the hip and I'll call you back You can play like I'm your kinfolk or something like that You probably already thinkin' I'm hittin' your cat Same way of livin' baby, simple as that [Bridge] Just call me on the phone When your man ain't home, I'll be there Let's break you off, shake him off Take it off bae, right there Keep it on the low, low (low, low, low, low) Ain't nobody gotta know that I be the [?] of slow Keep it on the low low Oooh! Ain't nobody gotta know, be that kind of slow [Hook: Six2] Scorch them Dickeys in the grand Manhattan Same way of livin' baby, simple as that I just wanna kick it wit' you, want it for realer I ain't tryna come between you and your n***a Just hit me on the hip and I'll call you back You can play like I'm your kinfolk or something like that You probably already thinkin' I'm hittin' your cat Same way of livin' baby, simple as that

You need to sign in for commenting.
No comments yet.