Travis Porter - I'm A Dog lyrics

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Travis Porter - I'm A Dog lyrics

[Intro:] We got London On Da Track DJ I'll Will, More than just your wifey's favorite DJ He's yours too, admit it Go ahead [Hook: x2] Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors And I'm off in Magic City, f**in with the hoes And I got a big thing for that 1-4 And I got yo b**h standing on the aisle 4 [Verse 1:] I'm from the city of the house, top floor loss OG joints, with my lawyer playin golf Ok I took the top off, took them doors off Yo b**h wanna vibe, make er take a drive south Ok, double cup syrup, liquor make me hurl The sh** I had her doin, mad I hope that ain't yo girl Turn 5 in a 20, 20 to a 50 50 to 100, n***a love getting money 20000$ bands, I love getting checks Long sleeves with the match, do some lawn skin s** Getting money so easy p**y n***a be easy Got goons on the big boy toys, you know damn right that's squeezy [Hook: x2] Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors And I'm off in Magic City, f**in with the hoes And I got a big thing for that 1-4 And I got yo b**h standing on the aisle 4 [Verse 2:] Got mo in this bit, can I get a witness? A lot of b**hes, bad truck lifted Please don't take it personal, doin strictly business f** them n***as, I hope they get offended Party on my wrist and that b**h flooded Man that kiss his girlfriend, now they kissin cousins Hang around a bunch of bees so my n***a's buzzin I don't know about yours but my n***a's thuggin And I'm fresh off the rack And I smell like a pie, you think I'm fresh off the trap And my pants cost a rack, man you know you can't afford this sh** 20-13, Mr. Porter sh** [Hook: x2] Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors And I'm off in Magic City, f**in with the hoes And I got a big thing for that 1-4 And I got yo b**h standing on the aisle 4 [Verse 3:] We get that chick and made movies Might hit and it's up on the tudy, pull a bump a juvi My b**h bout her money, you see paper on her catscan Flat black, cool thing, ho I'm Batman Honey bear, do the math, that's a 100 band Ho you understand? All we talk is rubber bands Chico leave in that Jeep with no doors on it Ya'll n***as TTG, let you hoes on Gold plaques on my condo wall Like my n***a Guwap I'm a go my dog n***a talkin money, who you got involves with ya'll? Real street n***a but we live above the law [Hook: x2] Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors And I'm off in Magic City, f**in with the hoes And I got a big thing for that 1-4 And I got yo b**h standing on the aisle 4

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