che – dough

che – dough Lyrics

Artist: che
Song: dough

Switch up like a blade, boy
He gon’ lose his life, he ain’t 〈.?.〉
This b#tch chew on dick, like doggy, chew up on a play toy
Bro got the gen-5, i don’t want g-19, lets trade, boy

I’m gon’ spin that block, spin somethin’ just like a 〈.?.〉, boy
Yeah, i chase a bag, lil 〈.?.〉 boy
Cop a change of clothes, but i can’t change, no, i can’t change boy
Your son dick-ride, your son dick-ride, man, that sh#t gay, boy

n#gg#s been the realest, sh#t, ever since they made gameboy (flatt, flatt)
Bullets, let it rain, boy
〈.?.〉, i paid for it
Tell ’em keep the change, boy

Yo b#tch wan’ rock my chain
I rock vivienne, and bape
That ho eat mе up, like steak (like stеak)
This new b#tch, like, “namaste” (namaste)

Suck my dick, get out my place
Put on sh#t, man they ain’t outdated
〈.?.〉 like, how my b#tch make it?
Yeah, and b#tch, ain’t no masturbating (okay)

Dj khaled, no, we eating raisins (yeah)
〈.?.〉 soul sedated
〈.?.〉 i made it
Glock gon’ leave them 〈.?.〉 faded

I’m in the crib, i’d rather just stay in
She giving neck, i told her, “get naked”
Thick lil b#tch, so you know i’m debating
〈.?.〉 jamaican

We count guala, boy (pfft), through your mama, boy
Y-your twin get lit like candle, boy
Flip his sh#t, like channel, boy
f#ck these n#gg#s try my, 〈.?.〉, so i can’t stand ’em, boy

Issey, that’s on me, i spent a lot up, on this denim
Who want smoke with me? i’ll have my lil’ n#gg#s, go get ’em (flatt)
I f#ck once then i forget ’em (ho)
Yes, i’m a big money getter (big money getter)

She wan’ f#ck me, and my n#gg#s
〈.?.〉 a ticket
She wanna f#ck, but i told her, “i’m not hitting”
Said he my opp, told ’em, “f#ck that, n#gg#”

No jumper, no time for a cuck #ss n#gg#
I f#ck that ho once, then i cut that
She love me, i get that ho numb back
Don’t f#ck with these n#gg#s, they suspect, yeah

Man, turn that sh#t off, we don’t bump that
I could’ve got that b#tch 〈.?.〉
My n#gg#s run down, now we dumb rich
My brother just copped him a cullinan

n#gg#s be stealing the swag, tryna run with it, yeah
〈.?.〉 for the low
〈.?.〉 keepin’ this sh#t on lock
Hundred racks in my face, boy

Tell that sh#t to the face, boy
And that b#tch gonna do what i say
You know me, been juggin’ all day
〈.?.〉 osama, i 〈.?.〉 militia

With this bad lil’ b#tch, she tipsy
With that sh#t, lil’ n#gg#, get with me
On that sh#t, these f#ck n#gg#s sissies
〈.?.〉 with it

Where the lean at? n#gg#, i need it
All black with a stick, they ain’t see it
f#ck what you sayin’, boy, i did what i did
I got ten hoes, on my dick

b#tch, i see sh#t 〈.?.〉
Brand new 〈.?.〉, on my hip
Brand new coupe, finna make that flip
I don’t want sex, let me get that lip

Last n#gg# tried that, just got killed
〈.?.〉, boy
b#tch 〈.?.〉, boy
b#tch 〈.?.〉-b#tch 〈.?.〉, boy
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Release Year: 2023