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I'll Be Doggone

Paul Revere & the Raiders

Just Like Us! [Bonus Tracks]

1966

Well, I'll Be Doggone if I would work all day
And I'll Be Doggone if I would bring you my pay
But if I ever caught you running around,
blowing my

all, that’s why I’ve always had this thirst
I earned it by majority vote
You want it cuz seniority, tho
I got it like a outfielder yo
You shootin’

all in tight because I'm in arrears
So now I've got my coat off and I'm moving up through the gears
Time flies by in the blink of an eye
You'll never

fly
I remember all those days without you
Now I got you by my side
In this life is fight or flight
For all my brothers imma fight
Till the day I day I

Rocky and Riri baby I'm that rude
Boy stop playing they know my shit official
Asking all them questions but my niggas pressing issues
Softer than Scott

of a social distance
Muhfuckas doing shit for show so they fasho pretending
Soon as niggas started acting tough they was over finished
All i know is stand

All my haters mad they supposed to
Once I get this bag i don’t know you
Porsche or the Jag little shawty no
I won’t chose
Need a hundred racks little

smoker, Al Roker, let it snow
Work hard all week and on the weekend let it go
I know that I should know better but don't want to let it show
My homie

I'm an uptown brudda from three
EB, be the local streets back then no loving
Never notice me
Then the weekly cash hit hundreds
Now all of sudden they

drive
A short night
And a bottle by my side
So I can find
Woah where do we go
When we don't know
What we know
And I never thought I
Would end up at your

a young nigga got his bands up
It was me and my man, we had a plan
How we gon' catch a hundred bands
All with you, in this bando, I spent time with you

she wants me cause I'm rich 
Nauseous (Uhh)
Party all night till I'm unconscious (Out)
I'm a youngster but run shit (You know it)
Fact is not everybody

Ca$h4zi Ca$h4zi
Hundred bandz you know that ain't enough for me
Feeding all my bitches like it's pedigree
Nigga i got class you need me a degree
Wait hold

said that
If he ain’t acting right, he get left back
Old bitch all in my phone, know i read that
Counting hundreds all night long, I can’t text back

Not to be taken lightly at all slightly if you slight me
On this mic know I can climb to the type of heights that Mike reached
Not no fucking

This was just something to do
This was just something to say
This was just something ta drop
So y'all know that I'm not going away

Look at my face

just won't to be back
Back to where I belong
Cause you know, where going home
Fame and money all around me
Bad, bad for me now
All the money all this

up by now that every chance you give is small
But I'd rather risk it anytime than have no chance at all

And even when you let us meet, you always cut

running out, times running out, yeah
My heads filled with doubt, heads filled with doubt, yeah

You know that I'm staying competitive 
All the other rappers

in a box for all that bashing
Love will make you do crazy things
I'm in love with money we romantic
You can take yo 2 cents back man I don't want it

remember though

I have been searching for muse like that kid in Shabuya
You didn't know, do you?
Cuz I never fluently struggled, to put in down on you

a rejoice
You know man I keep it real
All the time man, just know you can do it
Keep ya head up

Get the thang cause I'm the man
We train hoes, that's tiger,

don't know what I'm messing with
Angel on one shoulder, devils right next to it
All of this damage, nobody respects it
The present will pass us right by

all I know is fast money
At the Gucci store acting like I never had money ahaha
She say I ain't shit now that's funny
Ima end up leaving her like Lil