Dookz, from the South - Groupie Luv

I ain't with the fake vibes
I ain't with nobody tryna waste time
Twenty fo's on the Chevy, how I whip mine
You couldn't see me even if I didn't try
I'm saying, you couldn't catch up on my worst day
You ain't shit, and I mean that in the worst way
Told Bobby if he switch, I'll let the gun play
I'm too down and they know it, but it's okay
They always asking where the bread at
Flashing money on the gram, where your head at
Your big homies ain't shit, yeah I said that
Tried to put you on game, but your game wack
These hoes wanna fuck with a G
I tell the birds, please just let me be
Show up with the white toes, kissing and rubbing on me
You might get this dick bitch, but ain't nothing for free
This just the life I live
Daddy Dookz from the jump, way before I had kids
Every time I see moms, she say foo, you a trip
I just look at her and laugh, cuz it is what it is, ay

Written by:
Javier Ramirez

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