Lil Droptop Golf Cart – Dook Lyrics
Artist: Lil Droptop Golf Cart
Song: Dook
Eyah…
Bit! yea yea
Yuh
All this money on me
Make me wanna poop
Pull up to yo’ crib in that Bentley Coupe
Hit the studio just to take a dook
Run up to the streets with that fruit loop
Pull up to yo’ block to yo’ f#ckin’ trap
Run up with the stack with that f#ckin’ crap
Gettin’ f#ckin’ bricks gettin’ f#ckin’ bands
Pull up to yo’ mans like I’m Peter Pan
f#ckin’ on yo’ b#tch f#ckin on yo’ thot
Smokin’ f#ckin’ rock smokin’ f#ckin’ crack
Pull up in the back with a f#ckin’ strap
Run up to yo’ trap b#tch I’m f#ckin’ back
Pull up with the beat with the f#ckin’ beat!
Blicky on my hip blicky on my sh#t!
Sticky on my side sticky on my crip
b#tch I’m a crip I’m a f#ckin’ crip
Pull up to yo’ crib make me wanna poop
All this f#ckin’ bread make me wanna poop
Pull up to the studio n’ take a dook
Hoppin’ out the Bentley Coupe
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Lil Droptop Golf Cart Lyrics – Dook
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From the album:
Dook [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021