My Dawg Lyrics - Hoodybaby

[Chorus: HoodyBaby] 

That's my dog for sure 

That's my dawg 

We pullin' up in the Rolls 

Me and my dawg (Me and my dawg) 

To get all my dawgs back, I'd give up all you hoes 

To get all my dawgs back, I'd give up all you hoes 

[Verse 1: HoodyBaby] 

HoodyBaby really, really rich 

HoodyBaby pull up with the clique (hello) 

Hoody crippin'' rollin' with the six 

Now I'm in a 'Rari bumpin' Nip 

Black and yellow bitches on my stick 

Black and yellow, treat me like I'm Wiz 

Hustle in Atlanta like I'm TIP 

(Brrrrr, hello?) 

College bitch, tweakin' for my dick 

Hit her college park like I'm Tit 

I want turkey pasta with the shrimp 

That ain't have shit to do with this 

30 bitches tellin' me I'm the shit 

Juice man, screamin' 32 

Juice man, screamin' 32 

O.J. know my number's 36 

Diamonds crip walkin' on my chest 

Sent a package right to Bouldercrest 

I heard your boy sippin Quali, y'all some qualiticians 

Yeah we politic, but fuck a politician 

You be smokin' Bobby Brown, new edition 

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[Verse 2: Lil Wayne] 

Run off with your bitch, she change her number 

Run into another bitch and fumble 

Money talkin' more than Bryant Gumbel 

Too much shit on my mind, I need a plumber 

Made love to a whore and changed my number 

Pull up on a boat like I'm Columbus 

Tongue all in her throat, all in her tunnel 

Pussy monster, I'ma need a muzzle 

Wake up Sunday night and go to LIV 

A bitch back at the crib tryna live 

A pool in the back, I let her swim 

I give her phone back and let her film 

Free will like the goodwill 

She real thick, waist real lil 

Weed real bright, it look teal 

Coke real white, it look clear 

0 to 100 to a mill 

From nothin' to somethin' to a big deal 

Got to keep it trill in the field 

I ain't Cash Money no more 

And I put some carats on my bitch's wrist 

Put some carats on my bitch's fist 

Put some carats in my bitch's ears 

I came fast money, let's go 

And my heart goes out to Vegas, keep it real 

I just met some strippers on the strip 

Flew 'em to Miami, take a trip 

Flew 'em back to Vegas with some gifts 

That's just how it is, is, is 

Ain't trickin' if you got it, nigga rich 

I feel like satan, nigga lit 

Dedication 6-6-6 

G-Wagon on six wheels 

They in they feelin's, fuck how niggas feel 

Coke in the car, man it's no more bills 

I'm sippin' that Evander Holyseal 

This is that codeine overkill 

My mud colder than Soldier Field 

In love, but all these hoes is weird 

These hair triggers, I might grow a beard 

Brazy, yeah, but you know the drill 

I'm way up there, you right over here 

Have you ever seen the light hit my grill? 

I stand there and smile in the mirror 

Snap my fingers, dollars appear 

Out of nowhere and I don't do L's 

And I married the mob when I was like twelve 

Turned out well, like Tom and Giselle 

Ain't readin' texts 'cause I'm readin' checks 

I don't text 'cause that is finger sex 

Then I'm turnin' off my ringer next 

Airplane mode, no I'ma need a jet 

I'm dope, babe, I need a needle set 

Chains rock it, can't see the neck 

Pockets crowded like the Beatles set 

I drop it off and gave Ms. Cita that 

Whip milky, I'ma sip filthy 

I sip this shit just like it's healthy 

Who spilt it, wait my bitch guilty? 

Uber, Uber; she'll be missed dearly 

Sincerely, yeah it's yours truly 

Call me Tune, the hoes call me Tunechi 

Rockin' Louis while the pot brewin' 

With a Chinese bitch that look like thot suey 

Told the straight hoes I'm taken 

Told the gay hoes I'm vacant 

Took some diamonds out her old bracelet 

Put 'em on the quotes in my statements 

I'm a born slanger, a born slanger 

One more time, I'm a born slanger 

Draco like a volcano 

You can fuck around and get your star spangled 

Barbaric, yeah your bitch starin' 

I look very good, good very 

It ain't all about the werewolf 

It's all about what the wolf wearin' 

You a popped cherry, yeah a Cherry Bomb 

We everywhere like the Marriott 

Shots sprayed like Malaria 

Hit your head like a Triceratops 

For my dawg, I'll kill you and your ho 

Yeah, me and my dawg, we put another on the road 

Hold up my female dawg, she 'bout to put on a show 

But to get my dawg back, I'd give up all of these hoes 

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