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dog
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Hip-Hop/Rap
dog was released on July 22, 2026 by LU as a part of the album dog - Single
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lu
Lu
Performer
Lucas Perez
Lucas Perez
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Perez
Lucas Perez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexis Martin
Alexis Martin
Producer
rpg2times
rpg2times
Producer
Arbor
Arbor
Producer

Lyrics

Who tf they think they fuckin' wit'?
I swear the pain, man, I'm in love wit' it.
Stand by me, bad bitch, get to humblin'.
Even my family don't know who they runnin' wit'.
Even my brothers don't know who they brothers wit'.
Nobody knows, but I dream 'bout war and death,
And killin' these boys and slittin' they throats.
I'm a beast, I'm a dog.
I'm a fiend for applause.
I'ma eat when I want.
I'll never beg for nothin'.
I'd rather rob 'em and mug 'em,
And pump all this lead in they stomach,
And go dump they ass in the swamp—it's fuck 'em.
Yo dad, ya momz, ya dawg.
It's fuck where you stand.
I don't give a damn where you from.
Yo city gon' turn to my city
As soon as I'm in it.
Long as I'm alive, these boys gon' respect.
(Dog, dog, dog, I'm a fuckin' dog.)
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
I'm a Dade County Seminole,
Shit-talkin' professional.
Come dance wit' the devil, huh.
My bitch bad and bisexual.
Digital dash, decimals.
I'm in my bag, tactical.
I put ice on my tentacles.
I hit you in yo skeletal.
Man, I'm so damn tired of this shit.
Got no time for no vibin' and shit.
You smilin' and shit, that's botherin' me.
My whole life I been grindin' for this.
Not sleepin' at night.
Baby keep cryin'.
Pressure so high.
Baby, I'm fine.
My daddy sold dope.
I do too.
Sellin' these lines
Till the whole world mine.
If I lived again,
I'd run it back and win again.
Breakin' my back, breakin' my skeleton,
I need some vitamins.
Sellin' that crack,
I'ma baller, baby, All-American.
Paintin' it black,
I'ma rockstar, baby, come get in wit' him, huh.
(Dog, dog, dog, I'm a fuckin' dog.)
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Got me fucked up.
Written by: Lucas Perez
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