Show Me Love (DOTTYMIX)

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CdotDaGoon

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Baby, if you want me
Gang cdotty, you got it
You got to show me love
Words aren't so easy to say

But I
Damn, lil fuckbwoy, man, you know that I be killin shit
I grew up ten toes in the hood never told
Gotta get to the breesh, had to stay on the road

Fucked up a lot of bags, nobody know
Got me an onion flipped it to a bowl
If you a want, front me the work call it sold
Bag it up, make sure it's not for the nose

Momma keep sayin' her son's gettin' old
I dealt with a few, girls I had to let go
They sayin' whats wrong, wit me, I do not know
But that is just life, and we know how that go

Learned from my brothers, they got a good soul
They told me, don't let no bitch know what you own
Just hop in that Jeep when we get up and go
Roll in that truffle shit, punchin my nose

Jump to the beat, cause I gotta let go
They talkin' what they thinkin', now what they know
Been outside, I don't play with these hoes
Takin' niggas soul out of his soles

F*ck the talkin', I'ma see what he know
If you reach, then I teach, I don't know you
It might just be the shit I told you
Young and rappin' off of Pro Tools

Drill off this pain, I got no screws
Yeah, I got a, bag that's old news
If they say that I did it, who told you
I hope that it wasn't my dog, I don't know you

I swear that I speed down ya block, hit ya whole crew
But we ain't gon' talk about that, this a whole mood
Youngins outside takin' bitches to nobu
She want me to eat it, but i told her no boo

Uncle named noble, I pass him a hoe to
He drivin' a Sprint and he know where to go to
I shoot out that camera, there's no proof
Shawty told me I'm her go-to

Keep sayin' I'm blessed, you the best one
Bitch, I could've moved on to the next one, look
Keep it a hundred percent, she acceptin' the G
So I'm bringin' the next one, look

I could've hit it and left they don't want me to leave
Turn a three to a four
Gang, I know she feenin' for more
Break her back, send her to the store

Soon as I forward, suck me from the floor up
Grip on my 40, I'm polled up
Presidential baby, call me POTUS
Now she feelin' lucky with a clover

After the fourth leaf, baby, it's over
Like abracadabra, holla back at ya
I like it friend, she lookin' badder
I might not grab her, but if I grab her

She cookin' for me, it don't matter
Oxtails with the yams, sautéing the pasta
Call me daddy, D.O.T., not a father
Captain of the field, can't miss a target

Claim they outside, but we gon' still walk em

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