The Doppelgangaz - Olympics lyrics

[Verse 1: EP] Cyn Santana with the dog filter’s everything honey That’s food for the sharks, sh**, ‘cus everything’s chummy You big dummy, Scoobavelli we tricked her Copped the Crab Louie, andouille and Celery Victor Catch my good side in the flicks by Richter We out in Woodside, smacked off the elixir Picture a Ganga in some Dennis Busenitz Own the building and we got tenants sh** he copped a fleet of homes Right next to Rashida Jones To each is own, Kraft mac or Velveeta prone We eat alone and make a toast to sobriety Slurping bivalves of the east coast variety The diet be, whatever we might be keen to bake Himalayan rock salt topped with Tajima steak Waiting ‘til its daybreak You a day late, sh**, protect the namesake [Chorus] And it boils, and it really takes not only a lot of people Who have uh confidence in their area but Genuine teamwork [Verse 2: Matter ov Fact] A-yo I roll up, Nissan Juke color of puke n***as that your mother rebuke, smothered in Duke A fake alumni, shorty baking apple crumb pie A big momma known to lap it up and leave a numb thigh Push the Hyundai, high yella, she buys Stella's And recently got her prescription filled for the Kybella Nah, just Leave your jowl the way it is Your wattles ain't hanging half as low as they say it is Ok it is, couldn't tell you what day it is or year it is But If Dopp Hopp was a beer it'd be an IPA Got a wipey and tray for the ABDL fetish Is you changing my diapy bae? Aye, It's like the words to a certain song We steady mobbing 'til the day that the curtains drawn My Word is born shorty bobbing and flirting strong Four in the morn when my n***a Robin Lundberg is on We gone