Doug Dimmadome

Lyrics

[Opening] (Uh, Dylvinci got the code, wait, yuh, uh, oh, my, gosh) I had this thot on my phone This folks they can hit up my phone Lame ass nigga want me on a song Lame ass, we cannot get along Nigga so real that shit got totaled I leave a stark, like a nigga tony And this bitch head, Yeah blow me She only know i be doing the most Stop dissing on me turn you to a ghost Im all about bread yeah nigga toast One top to your head nigga thats a [?] Money on your head, its that top like the dimmadome I dont wanna talk but that nigga got plenty phones He said he got lots but i told that boy give me some I keep me a stich just a nigga like lilo I knew you a snitch in that boy, ratatouille I somеthing like [?] Way i got tooly And i might just dance on a bitch like im toosiе And this bitch soo wet man that shit like jacuzzi And these nigga a joke man that nigga soo goofy And you know i stay from the ops tryna do me Dont wanna talk to your bitch show me boobies [Verse 2] Show me boo Stay on the block like the boonies I bet i put you in [?] Soo much money better sue me I got that zip on my juice I got these dior boots You ain't seen these in a group [Final verse] (Uh, wait, wait, wait, uh, oh, my, gosh) I had this thot on my phone This folks they can hit up my phone Lame ass nigga want me on a song Lame ass, we cannot get along Nigga so real that shit got totalled I leave a stark, like a nigga tony And this bitch head, Yeah blow me She only know i be doing the most Stop dissing on me turn you to a ghost Im all about bread yeah nigga toast One top to your head nigga thats a [?] Money on your head, its that top like the dimmadome