Doja

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Lyrics of Doja

[Intro: $NOT]
Niggas fucked me up
No cap
Yeah yeah (Dee B got that heat)

[Chorus: $NOT]
Why these niggas talking shit?
Told ’em stop, I don’t need little bitch (Huh?)
Gonna fuck that female dog named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack (Haha)
Tinted windows all black (Come on, come on), bulletproof and all that (Come on)

[Post-Chorus: $NOT]
Fuck that, fuck you
Fuck that, fuck off, fuck that

[Verse 1: $NOT]
Bro, I’m posted like a bandit, choppa get your fuckin’ candy (Huh?)
Fuck your ho I’ll leave her stuck, come get her, she just landed (Haha)
I got stamina, I’m that soldier, that damage boy (Huh?)
Four-five drop it, push a dude wanna smoke (Boom, Dee B got that heat)
He wants smoke? Let me know, I smoked like Bobby Hill (boom boom)
Jack and Jill, rocket pills, Perky got him choking (Yeah)
I’m dizzy, passed out, talk your shit, change route (Go)
Meet your destiny, extendo clip, .38 to your face (phew)
It’s okay, choppa spray, it’s gonna fuck your female dog today (Roof)
I’m a demon, I dance, I got more fashion, that bitch bragging (Yeah)
Stop this ceiling without action, I’m laughing, it’s not stressful (Haha)
Smith & Wesson when I walk, try to black them out (Come on)
You funny, you get blitzed (Come on), walk around, I’m like a lick (Come on)
Lollipop, you get shot, take your body and let it go (Haha)

[Pre-Chorus: $NOT]
(Dee B got that heat)
Man, these niggas got me
These niggas got me
These niggas fucked me up

[Chorus: $NOT]
Why these niggas talking shit?
Told ’em stop, I don’t need little bitch (Huh?)
Gonna fuck that female dog named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack (Haha)
Tinted windows all black (Come on, come on), bulletproof and all that (Come on)

[Post-Chorus: $NOT]
Fuck that, fuck you
Fuck that, fuck off, fuck that

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Military boots, military jacket
Like, what’s going on, asshole? (Eh)
Put your hand on my fabric
Then we scrap, bitch (Uh)
Broad day wave an automatic, like, what’s going on? (Damn that)
My gun rick and raf’ingYour female dog fit my fashion (Uh)
Stupid tale, down town, down town, really where we from (Woah)
Call my bitch, call my milkman, fuck you
Call the boys, tell ’em order some foreign gas, now we fightin’
Tried to tell you it’s more than rap
Hold the mic with my right
Throw a jab or an autograph
Throw a shot with my left and all that

(All that, all that)
Watch them sprint like they’re white? (White)
Like my windows with this tint
Invite your widow to my tent
I fuck my first MILF at ten years old
I don’t want a fishbowl in this female dog
I need my windows at five percent

[Pre-Chorus: $NOT]
(Dee B got that heat)
Man, these niggas got me
These niggas got me
These niggas fucked me up

[Chorus: $NOT]
Why these niggas talking shit?
Told ’em stop, I don’t need little bitch (Huh?)
Gonna fuck that female dog named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack (Haha)
Tinted windows all black (Come on, come on), bulletproof and all that (Come on)

[Post-Chorus: $NOT]
Fuck that, fuck you
Fuck that, fuck off, fuck that

[Outro: $NOT]
Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

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