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Future - DOH DOH (feat. Young Scooter) (432Hz)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Future
Future
Chant
Young Scooter
Young Scooter
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Paroles/Composition
Kenneth Edward Bailey
Kenneth Edward Bailey
Paroles/Composition
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Production
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Ingénierie de mixage
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Count it up, count it up, count it up I get more, more, more Super They jacking, they got me bad Count up Money bring power, ask your hoe, hoe, hoe Yeah (Zaytoven) Skrt, skrt Take no days off, I get dough, dough, dough Lift the AK up, swinging dough, dough dough 36 ounces raw, I smell blow, blow, blow (remix) Count it up, count it up, count it up I get more, more, more (count up) Space couped up, can't go slow, slow, slow (skurt, skurt) Hundred shooters, they all go, go, go I need a M n' M for a show, show, show Summer lit now, damn We want dough, dough, dough (Freebandz) [Verse 1: Young Scooter] I got chu, I got blue, fifty racks, we used to swing the dough (yeah) Six trap houses in a row, I'm shooting dice, bank ten or four (trap) Future get a mil' a show, that's why my fucking prices low (yeah) 220 on the dash, nigga, you know how fast the Aston go (skurt) Road running, twenty years, you know I got the package though (Finesse) 1, 2 or 3, I got that dope boy magic bowl Most you niggas gon' fall, all my niggas on go Super good in the streets, name a place I can't go (street) Real talk nigga, I've been street before Bankroll (yeah) I can still touch a mill' cash when the bank close Quarter mill' every month, that's just for my payroll Lost a hundred racks a day ago, got it back today though No days off, we be chasing them M's (work) Young Scooter got them trees, I ain't talking 'bout timbs (For sure) I got bullshit work but still I jump out the gym (remix) Treat the trap like Nipsey Hussle, you know our money in (Count up) Take no days off, I get dough, dough, dough Lift the AK up, swinging dough, dough dough 36 ounces raw, I smell blow, blow, blow (remix) Count it up, count it up, count it up I get more, more, more (count up) Space couped up, can't go slow, slow, slow (skurt, skurt) Hundred shooters, they all go, go, go I need a M n' M for a show, show, show Summer lit now, yeah We want dough, dough, dough (Freebandz) Pot, blow Trap, pour Cuban link, cash scroll Count it fast Tur-bo (brr) Big bags, coco One thousand grams in a kilo They jacking, they got me back in beast mode (2) I'm taxing, I hit the back and reload (reload) The coupe, it went to space, ten fold (chuu) Treat me like Bin Laden Pulled up and I'm going to Saturn (gone) I made her fuck my Patek (Patek) I turned her into a baddy (baddy) Put eight new whips in traffic (woo) My watch come out the casket Our love is everlasting (yeah) Money wrapped up in plastic 365 ducking po-po-pos Truck loads coming to your door, door, door 24 hours like a store, store, store (Freebandz) Money bring power, ask your hoe, hoe, hoe Take no days off, I get dough, dough, dough Lift the AK up, swinging dough, dough dough 36 ounces raw, I smell blow, blow, blow (remix) Count it up, count it up, count it up I get more, more, more (count up) Space couped up, can't go slow, slow, slow (skurt, skurt) Hundred shooters, they all go, go, go I need a M n' M for a show, show, show Summer lit now, yeah We want dough, dough, dough (Freebandz)
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Xavier L. Dotson, Kenneth Edward Bailey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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