Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.G.
B.G.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Dorsey
Christopher Dorsey
Composer
Terius Gray
Terius Gray
Composer
Byron Thomas
Byron Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, man, you fuck that girl, friend?
[Verse 2]
Girl, look at you with your big fine ass
What you need to do is let a **** get behind that
I'ma find that spot for you, make it drip
Once it get wet enough for me, I'ma let it rip
Now bring it to me, toot it up, don't grab me
She said, "Ooh, woo, you doin' that, daddy"
Now take it out, put it where it should be
I don't want nothing but mouth, you understood me?
I'll hit you with theĀ ****, ho, I'm from the three
Where they say, "Fuck a ho, fuck a ho," what I mean is
Get it right, ho, or that's your issue
I been hollerin' at yo' partner, so a **** ain't gon miss you
Good riddance, matter fact, if she don't know how to act
She gon' be on the next thing smokin'
So, how you love that?
BGeezy, you did that, but it'a all gravy, ****
Let's go get some hood rats
[Verse 3]
B.G. go home with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with your dog ass
Juve', you don't bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass
[Verse 4]
I play the game how it go
A different ho, every night, in my condo
I throw dick like Elway throw a football
I care less 'bout a bitch, I fuck friends and all
I'm a **** that them hoes just can't stand
I'm that **** that hoes want to be their old man
Respect this
I had you ridin' on lorenzos in the Benzo
I'll get your friend, have her ducked off in my 'Maro
I'm cut throat, I hear you beefin' with your sister, I give a fuck, ho
Me and Juve', two **** you can't trust, ho
We from Uptown, we like ice on your nuts, ho
That's how the game go, look
I fuck you, you fuck him, we don't care
He fuck you, you fuck me, we like to share
I toss a bitch, he toss a bitch, that's how we ball
He ain't right, I ain't right, we both dogs
[Verse 5]
B.G. go home with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with your dog ass
Juve', you don't bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass
[Verse 6]
Broads I used to fuck with be tryna get me killed now
Now I gotta carry that thing on the battlefield now
I could slow down with my girl and try to keep it real now
Hoes used to play me close, I wonder how they feel now
They don't have a man that's gonna help them with they bills now
Beggin' me to come back, tellin' me they gonna chill now
You know I got a mill now, climbin' up that hill now
Shinin' up my grill now, protected by the steel now
[Verse 7]
Hoes know Lil Doogie ain't right
I fucked you yesterday, fuckin' your best friend tonight
I'm a dog, it ain't no secret, I be grillin' bitches
Get full of that poppa, watch out, 'cause I be wildin' bitches
I know you gon' let me slang that dick,'cause it's mine, ho
I know you gon' let me do my thing, I like to shine, ho
I know you gon' respect my mind and let a **** ball
I know you gon' respect my mind and let me be a dog
With my dog ass
[Verse 8]
B.G. go home with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with your dog ass
Say, Juve', you get down bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass
[Verse 9]
B.G. go home with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with your dog ass
Say, Juve', you get down bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass
[Verse 10]
Cash Money go home with they dog ass
They got it goin' on with they dog ass
Baby, get down bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass
[Verse 11]
Pretty fresh down there with that dog ass
You go on with the clown with that dog ass
Say, Flip, you get down bad with that dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass
Written by: Byron Thomas, Christopher Dorsey, Terius Gray
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