Lyrics:
beside me finna pass me
Muscles in my doobie got my vocals getting raspy
I just had an ego death I'm different from the last week
This a tank not a taxi
brother fasho
You too, you too
You be easy out there now
You already know it
My nigga
Love
Love
Ima chop eem'
(Doobie's Interlude)
(HWY)
(One, two, three
Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
you still my nigga too
If me and Doobie spoke I know by now we a tape or two
All them freestyles we used to spit and never seen the booth
Back when Macc
ya all mine?
Or is another brother on ya line?
I'm fuckin' with ya
Back in the days I called ya sister
And then the other day I said I missed ya
So I
each other brothers
Because we are all brothers by god
We must all stand up for each other and are own freedom
Us brothers all have a special place in
Damn bro, I drop an album, they ain't give a fuck
Told her I'ma drop another, started talking bout my luck
I'm flippin' them bags dawg, and we
Ain’t no time for fakin' jax stop fakin' jax
Brothers that fake jax get laid on they back
Ain’t no time for fakin' jax stop fakin' jax
Now I see
Smoking a pack got me high as a kite
Smoking a pack got me high as a kite
I told my brothers we gonna survive
I spent a hunnid on my crew now we
made that you-turn
The doobie got rolled up, the homies had showed up
'Cause we made a left and saw the liquor store hold up
Stopped at the light,
He was Punishin' Big Dope Jungle Brothers was Krazy X Three
It was he his Son Doobie King Tee
A Fresh Prince Paul Kid Whorodin' in a Capri
Comrades
the basement
I see you on your Instagram with the product placement
I smack that Starbucks out ya hand cuz you all basic
I can tell that you spoiled by the way
just to cover the raw flesh
A rather ugly brother with flows that's gorgeous
Drop dead joints hit the whips like bird shit
They need it like a hole in
a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at least twenty Louis
Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay
a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at least twenty Louis
Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
a doobie
Pen to the pad, relax in the back seat
With a beat cd that be soundin' groovy
Steadily, we be in the trenches, never reckless
At the same time,
Finger-lickin the papes like there is no other
Mecca and the Soul Brother
Mecca and the Soul Brother
Schizophrenic, on a panic I do work
When you lurk
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
all you scooby dooby doobie brothers
And your mamas & your papas with your sister wives in living color
Boob-tube overdubbers, rubber ducky anal lovers
wife
The Crumby Freak Brothers took their toll
The Doobie Brothers got me on a roll
"Dave's not here" titillated my soul
All I knew was stuffing bowls
smoke a doobie snooze
Then we wake up, shake up, girls put on your makeup
We're going to tear up the club
Every time the bass drops and the bottle pops
Tanqueray and wine's not the best breakfast for Christmas Eve
My sister's rolling Molly she's got a rave going upstairs
Grandpa's hitting a fat doobie in his
Tanqueray and wine's not the best breakfast for Christmas Eve
My sister's rolling Molly she's got a rave going upstairs
And now my Grandpa's smoking a doobie
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