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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DG Yola
DG Yola
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Composer
Mario Talley
Mario Talley
Composer
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Composer

Lyrics

I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog Every dog has it's day man, every dog And you know I'm da only dog (Gucci) So icey entertainment (Gucci), so icey (Gucci) (yeeaa) Yola da Great, baby (yeeaa) Yo yo (yeeaa) I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog I'm a treat ha like a dog Feed ha like a dog (Gucci) Beat ha like a dog Then pass ha to my dog See my charm is very dumb And my girlfriend 21, And I know that's kinda young and I only feed her cum My jacob watch is short bus, man that's special ed Cause the girls be droolin, everytime they see the VVS Got a drop top vet and that thang so stupid The rims are off the set Girls be jumping in mah bed I'm a a dog, I'm a St. Bernard And that dick get hard as hell We can leave the bed made up I can fuck u on the chair A boss bro, with dogs, man I don't fuck hoes with flees Hundred fifty thousand dollar dog collars for the team I'm a a boss bro, run with dogs, and I don't fuck hoes with flees (Go) Hundred fifty thousand dollar dog collars for the team A, I got every kind of bytches droolin On a nigha style Cause my pockets fat, I smoke that thrax, while dey blow black n milds I hit the club with Zay, we in the front All these nighaz bytches choosen Gucci got em rollin so I know dey down to shoot a movie Nighaz balla blockin hatin on a nigha movement Out the bed to grits and eggs head and sum booty I'm young doing numbers And all the women love me Because I'm gutta blak, got a bank and I'm thuggin I neva love a broad cause I'm a motha fukin dog You can ask a couple about me bet dey tell you I'm off the wall I got doctors, lawyers, dealers, even strippers, on my team N I neva show favortism everyone's treated the same I'm a boss of all bytches, so they neva complain They respect this gangsta shyt, cause I got so much game You ain't gotta ask about me, nigha u know who I b I'm a motha fukin dog, can u understand me Chasin cats, chasin rats Gucci got them power packs Got to them straight from the 6 East Atlanta, proud of that This fine broads looking at me Damn I see ha puddy cat And I like them freaky girls (very freaky girl) Dey know how to throw it back Push or shine, I throw it back Throw Back please roll up the thrax Throw Back get sum jaw while I'm killin this hoe from da back Frosho shine I throw it back Throw Back please roll up the thrax Throw Back get sum jaw while I'm killin this hoe from da back
Writer(s): Xavier L. Dotson, Radric Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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