Where's My Doe

Lyrics

[Intro] Swifta Production Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh [Hook: P Money] Yo blud Wah gwarn, you cool? No blud What? I want my doe, blud Where are you? Where's my doe blud? (dialling tone) Oh my God, are you mad? I ain't gonna phone man back Pull outside man's flat (doorbell) Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur! [Verse 1: P Money] Do you think you're funny? Nah, you think you're funny (slap!) That's for thinking you're funny (slap!) That's for thinking it's smart answering The phone when I 141 it (slap!) That's cuz you keep on running(slap!) That's for borrowing money off man Buying weed and deciding to bun it (slap!) What, you ain't got dough? (nah) Pass your phone, lemme check your Insta (rah) Bruv, look at all these creps (nah) Them Jordans come out today?! (Nmah) Oh my God are you dumb? You know what, you better just phone your mum And get the money off her before this gets dumb Or take out a loan one time and done Wasteman [Hook: P Money] Yo blud Wah gwarn, you cool? No blud What? I want my doe, blud Where are you? Where's my doe blud? (dialling tone) Oh my God, are you mad? I ain't gonna phone man back Pull outside man's flat (doorbell) Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur! [Verse 2: Blacks] Posts some pics on the gram and he owes man money Okay okay must think it's funny I'll throw your shit and see if that's funny Out there buying at the bar for your honey Hold on fam, you owe me money I've been ringing your phone for about two weeks I ain't ringing back no more, it's peak Mans getting extra for all this grief What you think you can owe me P? Wah gwarn for this little chief? Tryna go [?] must think he's Keef Man gets boxed up, man gets Chiefed Tell the mandem, get it on camera This little donny must think it's banter Okay I'll show you banter Punch in the mouth, say cheese on camera [Hook: P Money] Yo blud Wah gwarn, you cool? No blud What? I want my doe, blud Where are you? Where's my doe blud? (dialling tone) Oh my God, are you mad? I ain't gonna phone man back Pull outside man's flat (doorbell) Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur! [Verse 3: Desperado] Now you wanna answer man's call Just call man back, that shit got peak (you dickhead) I see man lift off feet (ooh) Beat man, turn man's feet (ha!) I've been calling from Monday you been dodging my calls All week, just answer the calls if you ain't got P Cuz there ain't no dodging me (simple) I said no blud Don't play when it comes to my money You think it's jokes? Let me show man funny I tried to be nice, lemme show man gully I come to your crib [?] I see man's cash, reappear in a hurry You in your house all smelly and bummy Smoking away man's money, you dummy (grr) [Hook: P Money] Yo blud Wah gwarn, you cool? No blud What? I want my doe, blud Where are you? Where's my doe blud? (dialling tone) Oh my God, are you mad? I ain't gonna phone man back Pull outside man's flat (doorbell) Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur! [Verse 4: Kozzie] Yuck! It can't be an owe man P's one When you got my mate's and you got P's one Roll to your [?] in a four-litre beat Seven-seater on a blacked out steeze one Yeah, where's the P's fam? I heard you're buying weed off the weed man Pick out the shank then watch man bleed fam Heard the ops on me, that's the greaze fam This shit's easy to me Reload in a dance that's easy to me Shot food in a man that's easy to me You owing me P's ain't easy for you Come to your yard that's easy for me Boxing your dad that's easy for me It's all jokes and laughs 'till I come to your yard Black hat black garms, start smashing up cars [Hook: P Money] Yo blud Wah gwarn, you cool? No blud What? I want my doe, blud Where are you? Where's my doe blud? (dialling tone) Oh my God, are you mad? I ain't gonna phone man back Pull outside man's flat (doorbell) Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur!