Schwaglord - Get Dat Doe lyrics

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Schwaglord - Get Dat Doe lyrics

Hook :(Igotta gotta git some, doeee) Gotta get that doe, dont let it make u though Verse 1: Whatchu gone do when they take in God we Trust off the dolla bill, u gone holla still gettin money when u ain't got no dough Ironically its funny Cuz I'm broker denna joke But im f**in on yo ho,cuz fish dont work no mo Breakin Bread, broke em off real bad, man im glad my dad told me the plan Man i Got the map in my hand, n***as rather count sand I rather go to the beach, and get s**ed on like a leach Cuz my flow clean like bleach Woe, reach n I teach Stand still let me cut yo hand off Wake up n I stretch, gettin ready for the standoff On the hill I yell I gotta pay these grants off f** the world right? Let me take my pants off (2) Two steppin for the danceoff, they let me hit the lottery, get these bands off me, these grands is my offering dad Hook Verse 2: My wealth is my health, so u can go to hell Im good, well fair at least i won't complain Getttin a** in da rain, i pull up on a donkey Mane, I come from a long line Dope runners, spittin crack, the word in fact Is schwag now, easy to find look up but you talkin down ,really ppl scared to get it ya veins, so diss me in vain, cuz you felt that pain Of not havin no change, no cash for dat chain Bane, supernatural man I made the jump You faked out, Im real enough to throw the pump Still got the ball, so Im boutta ball 2 two steppin thru the door,*2 Communicatin with 8 great space stations, aliens be hatin im haitin,my money asian Hit the flow, watch the dough hit the floe Verse 3: You gettin close, but not close enough Im really close,to blowin it up So get ya home, let em know whats up To each its own, accept help from the son Before you can help anybody, man u gotta get a shotty, dont nobody move, won't hurt nobody Move b**h, leave me lone Who rich, I'mma rob the cash Wanna get high, I'mma lob her a** Griffindor up in the attic lookin for more who*es Open doors like pores, im the light like coors Scared to talk, of course You would be U only wanna slumber, I would like lumber but my numbers 9 Remember when you fell like timber, 2 aces in September in the club with the diamonds, throwin it up Keep love in yo heart, you was rich from the start 2 steppin out the door, hit the flow, watch the cash hit the floor