Текст пісні Doggin - Travis Porter

Doggin

You da type that kiss her on da lips\nAnd do dat lame s--t\nI’m the type that f--k her hop up\nGet back to my main b---h\nDem niggahs say they jankin ok my\nGoons on the same s--t\nAll’ley know is six words f----n\nBusin brains quits\nYea de on dat cane s--t R.E.S.P.E.C.T\nMy vnoda fuhkin name b---h\nG.L.O.C.K with me and das just who\nI came with\nMotha f--k security we be blowin\nStankin\nTryna get sovne hos to da house and\nStart a train b---h\nMy car suped up yours a plain jane s--t\nHopped in da dully truck now I’m a\nDriving crazy\nPassenga five three a-s is avnazin\nEyes kinda of hasian cause both of us\nBeen blazin\nTold ha put her face down just so she\nCan taste it\nI came n den she spit it\nOut she said on\nSpeacial’occasions\nWat da hell you talkin\nBout you must don’t kno\nMy name b---h\nThey don’t Knooooooow\nHow we be ballin\nWe be ballinnnnnnn\nDot a thick red\nBoooonnne and she\nScrate from New O’leans\nScrate from new\nO’leaannnsss\nCan’t turn off my\nPhone cause da streets\nKeeps callinnnnn\nStreets keep callaannnn\nBut we’dt luv dem\nWoes You know I be\nDoggin\nDoggin doggin doggin\nI met a bad yellow b---h in new\nOrleans she always call me babi\nBut no I’m not ha babi\nThen she ask me am I gonna call\nI told her maybe after I hit ha\nShe said quez oyou da greatest\nDa greatest\nAnother bad b---h in miami\nAmi say she know my name for\nGrammy grammy\nVJanna do me and my whole\nFamily family bend it over\nBend it over drop it when you\nDancing\nI be ballin fo no reason all my\nGirls be changing by da season\nf----n her any givin Sunday\nCall me willie beamin say she\nReally wanna suck my p---s\nThen sawallow my semon then\nDat b---h is leavin\nCountin up da check is wat we\nDoing on da daily\nCannot show up to yo club unless\nYou niggas pay me pay me Janky\na-s promoters they flugazy\nPorter house da army better yet\nThe navy\nThey don’t\nKnooooooow How\nWe be ball in\nWe be ballinnnnnnn\nGot a thick red\nBoooonnne and she\nScrate from New O’leans\nScrate from new\nO’leaannnsss\nCan’t turn off my\nPhone cause da streets\nKeeps callinnnnn\nStreets keep\nCallaannnn\nBut we’dt luv dem\nWoes You know I be\nDoggin\nDoggin doggin doggin\nFile real cute (cute) say she from\nDa boo (boo) came in with her girl\n(Friend) thank she in a group\nTold em role with me and travy\nI’ll supply da goose (I will) she say\nYou short dawg (uh)\nMy reply was roof (roof)\nYoung money niggah getting bread\nGirl I’m too paid (young money)\nWhen it comes to hoes I like em red\nLike my cool-ade (that's right) fresh\nPair of new J’s (fresh)\nStuntin with my black card all I do\nIs mac broads\nDoggem like dem backyards (ahaha)\nI’m talkin\nMichael vick status I hit da club find\nA niggah wife and kidnappit the\nStreets keep me ballin\nBoy I might just quit rappin (I will)\nThis drank got me moving slow like\nI’m in traffic (tell em)\nThey don’t\nKnooooooow How\nWe be ball in\nWe be ballinnnnnnn\nGot a thick red\nBoooonnne and she\nScrate from New O’leans\nScrate from new\nO’leaannnsss\nCan’t turn off my\nPhone cause da streets\nKeeps callinnnnn\nStreets keep\nCallaannnn\nBut we’dt luv dem\nWoes You know I be\nDoggin\nDoggin doggin doggin\nNow first of all I’m a dog and she\nKnow it need a thick bad b---h with\nA a-s dat can tho it\nDot a lot’of money and she know\nThat I’m a blow it then I hit da strip\nClub and ye dey\nKnow that I’m a tho n hold up (aye\nHoi up)\nAye where da keys to da truck in\nDen\nN den I whispered in her ear is you\nGone f--k me or wat n den she\nWhispered in my ear\nN said boy you a slut but she like\nDat nasty s--t so she stayed in da\nTruck\nSo Uh OK we can\nDo dis s--t again maybe you\nCan brang yo girls maybe I can\nBring a friend you can\nBring the weed baby I’m a bring\nDa gen cause tonight baby we\nPartin again becauuu\nThey don’t\nKnooooooow How\nWe be ball in\nWe be ballinnnnnnn\nGot a thick red\nBoooonnne and she\nScrate from New O’leans\nScrate from new\nO’leaannnsss\nCan’t turn off my\nPhone cause da streets\nKeeps callinnnnn\nStreets keep\nCallaannnn\nBut we’dt luv dem\nWoes You know I be\nDoggin\nDoggin doggin doggin