Lyrics

Dog food (this shit dope) Dog food (this shit dope) Dog food (eat it up) Flave (this shit hard as fuck) Flave (this shit hard as fuck) Flave (this shit hard as fuck) Y'all live for bitches and blunts I live for the crew How I did the percolator I took two (ooh go head) I don't know nun bout damn rules (what) All I know is that cash rules Let me take you back to 1991 Dope selling daddy and a finessing ass momma That was 'round the time New Jack City came out Seen the real Pookies when they money ran out Got the name Zip when I seen em so pretty Bitch I'm Dope as fuck it'll make yo nose bleed I can stand a whole notha zip and be good I'm a Nipsey Hustle and buy back Church Hill Nigga this a drain from some cocaine This my kitchen now where the razor blades You not hip like pistols you get David Blaine Niggas tip like strippers you a tattle teller Run that money up run it Three 6 Pockets got the blue bills it match the denim I got this dope ass fade and line up 'round the projects By Triple H he got heroin hard and haircuts Dog food (this shit dope) Dog food (this shit dope) Dog food (eat it up) Flave (this shit hard as fuck) Flave (this shit hard as fuck) Flave (this shit hard as fuck) Y'all live for bitches and blunts I live for the crew How I did the percolator I took two (ooh go head) I don't know nun bout damn rules (what) All I know is that cash rules I can't spend no pussy I need money Give it take a point 03 good eye game Broke down one point 0s on Chimbo came a long way My dog like kujo know they come to snatch the whole plate God go strike you if you keep up all that rap cap Ratchet bitch hair itch project pat don't scratch it Out the spigot water falling just like Adam Sandler Flave music just like Whitney but I don't care if you love me Unc got high the whole week off of testers That's the definition of finessing Hoes come to the club with just they pussy And leave out that motherfucker the litest Open your mouth Pez Spread them thighs (legs) Run through the chicken fast Tez Shark in the water (Meg) I fucked that bitch then did the itchy ditchy ice cream (out goes you) I tell you what friends like you I don't need no enemies You a healthy scratch I'm in the game you ain't make the team (You a healthy scratch I'm in the game you ain't make the team) Go head (Flave) Dog food this shit dope Dog food eat it up (Zip)
Writer(s): Kevin Jefferson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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