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Only The Family, Lil Durk & Doodie Lo - Sip Again - ( Lyrics )
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
Doodie Lo
Doodie Lo
Vocals
Thf Zoo
Thf Zoo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Saulsberry
David Saulsberry
Songwriter
Devonshe Collier
Devonshe Collier
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Rwal Reech
Rwal Reech
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rwal Reech
Rwal Reech
Producer

Lyrics

Zoo Wop Gang shit members only, man You know that Ayy, we ain't switchin' up for niggas Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang The Voice Ain't gon' lie this shit crazy First day off the drink, you know Yeah For Grandson (Von) Zoo will come blam some (boom) Hop up out the steamer Squeeze this bitch 'til my hands numb (uh, huh) Play with choppas, fuck a hand gun (yeah) If he a oppa then his ass done (yeah) Beatin' down this block like the bass on a band drum (brr, brr) His ass up with hot shit (hot) Zoo he on that opp shit (opp) You a witness, you get top quick THF my block, bitch Ain't beefin' with no niggas 'cause the opps be on some cop shit Ain't beefin' with no niggas 'cause the opps be on some cop shit Fully automatics, goddamn, they got us started My niggas ain't got no soul They on go, they retarded (gang) Pop out, shake some (boom) Mikey ikey, take some See 'em, they don't say nothin' (bitch) I'ma run this cake up E-E-Even though you livin', you a dead man walkin' (walkin') Try to text me on the pounds, so I had cross (cross) If it's up, then we on all that If he fall, I want all scalp I've been drillin' since a youngin', I won't stop until they fall back Ain't gon' kiss no nigga ass (yeah) If a nigga ain't tryna rock with us (let's get it) Half these niggas bitches Call Zoo phone they say apologies (they say apologies) I did what I did, I stayed too real They didn't acknowledge me (they didn't acknowledge me) I done spent tuition on these drugs Ain't paid for college (man, what?) Man, they said you got some money in your crib (yeah) Just lock your door (just lock your door), that's for sure I can act like he gon' rob me and you both but that's the bro And you won't know If you hangin' on your block on Christmas, I'm the Grinch again I did murk shit, I ain't drinkin' no more, I just sipped again I don't fuck with Qualitest but me I drink some Tris again (Tris again) I just pissed, she sucked my dick so good, she made me piss again Told 'em slide, nobody died, and if they miss just bend again When they come back to the block, I take his gun, don't miss again
Writer(s): Thomas Moore, Durk D Banks, David Saulsberry, Devonshe Collier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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