Top Songs By Doughboi Pacino
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Patterson
Songwriter
Ernest Devett Rosendoll
Songwriter
Lyrics
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
Lost my bro I can't even think
Ain't been to sleep I can't even blink
Turn up the bottle no little ass drink
Fucked up bad since hearing that news
Shit I rather you win I lose
They see me they go see you
Curry and Klay when we on the loose
Now when I call you don't even answer
Mane that shit fucking with me bad
Some showing fake ass love on the net bout you
Can't like that shit got me mad
But damn I'm hurt
Fuck around make me pop these percs
G baby my heart ain't making no shirt
Rather be me being laid in that dirt
Rather be me coming out that hearse
Getting these calls talking bout you go be ok
You go get through this
That's my dawg and I ain't go get him back
I can't get use to this
They say better days they come
But each day go by damn you missed
Could never picture life without you
I might crash out taking these risk
Why you leave me, Ashely, Donald
Capps and Sleepy
Tef and Ish
Houze and Brandon
Cheryl and Chris
Too many touched can't make no list
Mane I want you back
But none can grant that wish
Ain't pouring out Henny I'm pouring up Trish
Hate I'm making a song like this
Damn G
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
I really miss my dawg
Saw TK she was at your funeral
I told Tuck let her make it today
I'm really just mad I ain't go hug Nae
Bikes outside got me thinking bout Dre
Up in the hood on Watkins Frayser
All you wanted to do was get paper
Growing old and say we made it
Damn you also wanted a baby
Pop this addy
Can't digest this lost it's tragic
All this pain I still got tatted
Wake up mad savage
Naw don't check on me go check on his daddy
Life goes on but yeah it stop for me
Now it's R I P
Fuck that shit as long as I'm round this bih
It's forever long live G
And it's forever long live T
That's yo' momma I know you good
They say God he needed you more
But that's something I ain't never understood
Feeling selfish want you back
Good times riding in the 4 door Ac
Matching soon as we both get a sack
Help move them packs I love you for that
Blood could never make us closer
You my dawg, my bro, my slime
Wanna call to heaven and tell ya
Save me a spot when it's my time
Probably never find no peace behind this shit
Can't get better
Til' we meet again my friend
Just know I'm made always forever
Made always forever
Yea
Made always forever
Long live MAF
Writer(s): Gerald Patterson
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