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Dorrough
Dorrough


Background information
Birth name Dorwin Demarcus Dorrough
Born October 28, 1986
Origin Dallas, Texas, United States
Genre(s) Southern Hip-Hop
Years active 2005—present
Label(s) E1 Music



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Dorrough Album


Dorrough Music (08/04/2009)
08/04/2009
1.
2.
3.
She Ain't Got It All (feat. Lil Flip)
4.
5.
Flashout (feat. Mista Mac)
6.
7.
8.
Piece & Chain Swangin (feat. Slim Thug)
9.
10.
11.
12.
Trunk Bang (feat. Tum Tum)
13.
14.
A Whole Lotta
15.
Caramel Sundae (feat. Fat B)
. . .


Intro:
Yeah, Ha
Yo its the D-O Double R (Yes Sir)
Dorrough Music (Yeah Buddy)
PrimeTime Clique, Bitch

Chorus:

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow.

Verse 1:

Say, I heard there's a fire, fire, somebody yell fire
So damn fly that niggas put me on they flyers
Prior, and no i'm no liar
I'm grinding like i'm riding on four flat tires

Book me for a show, I'll work, for hire
Book me for a show, big faces I require
Cause boy I'm fire, sizzlin, cracklin
Plus I grind like two hoes wrestlin'

Quick to spit verses like reverends
Grind like [?]
25/8 Fuck 24/7
When do I sleep, really ain't no tellin'
I'm the 411 like April, 11th

Yeah I'm from the south
Where niggas get street money
Im from the south
Where niggas get deep money
Im from the south
We get money, keep money,
Long money, speak money, take you out to eat money

Chorus:X2

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow.

Verse 2:

Boy I grind like a skater, I grind for the paper,
Ride around in 20-29 navigators,
Lil mama fine but I aint time to just date her,
She mad cuz Im a dog, and I dont even know her maker,

Taking risks like a knife spinning [?],
Where niggaz who step pour papers,
And all i know is hustlers, ballers, and haters,
And most of you niggaz played out like [?],

Got me yellin faker, faker, my nigga youz a faker,
[????]
Watch, you better hope yo bitch dont break ya,
Heres a tip do not go where the money dont take ya,

Jelousy, I aint trippen because I get money and got money,
And I aint trippen because I stacked up and stocked money,
And some people called the country boy a crop money,
Big money, shop money, buy it off the lot money

Chorus:X2

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow.

Verse 3:

If you get cold, I get hotter,
Where ever I go yo bitch gunna follow,
Yeah boy yo bitch my pinta,
Beat that pussy just like pintas,

As I get hot, you get colder,
I stack paper like 5 star folders,
Put cho bitch legs over my shoulder,
Beat that pussy just like I suppose to,

Lou, ash a poo, make it pop like mountain dew,
Stand tall like mountain dew,
Make a million then count a few,

(Boy I grind, like boy I, boy I)

And really on that bull shit,
But i got through to the hound of you,
Dope niggaz get dope money, show niggaz get show money,
Pimp niggaz get hoe money, grown niggaz get no money,

One man can get a lot of money,
But more niggaz get more money,
I cry without a 95,
I fuck around and get cho money,

Chorus:X2

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow.

. . .


Haha
Yo
Mr. DO double R

[Verse 1:]
I say...
Yeah buddy, rollin like a big shot
Chevy tuned up like a nascar pit stop
Fresh paint job, fresh inside
Is the outside frame and the trunk wide
Are the rims big, do it ride good
Lean back right hand on the pinewood

[Chorus:]
Cream on the inside, clean on the outside [x3]
Ice cream paint job [x2]
Cream on the inside, clean on the outside [x3]
Ice cream paint job [x2]

[Verse 2:]
Clean on my outside, cream on the inside, ice cream paint job
Got screens on the dash, watchin saved by the bell, got a hazard by the bayside
Yeah I'm livin like that
And I'm I'm ridin like that
Boy I'm ridin like that
And the steerin wheel wood like a baseball bat
Just like archie said we ready
Whole click straight lunatics like nelly
Grand marquis paint job grape jelly
Or a triple BC big black box chevy
Crank my car, she be hummin
Rims so big you could see me comin
Primetime click, we get money
Stay iced up like [? ]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I'm live, like a superbowl kickoff
My swag got a lotta niggas pissed off
Yuh, paint shine like lip gloss
Cadillac gotta wide body like rick ross
Took time but my cash got right
If I want it I'm a buy it, I don't ask no price
Rearview mirror, jumbo dice
Trunk hit hard like kimbo slice
Feel white tint, no window lights
Car ride smooth so the rims alright
Dat right thurr see see I like
Got the top notch [? ] but a dirty price
Press one button, car automatic start
Stand too close, car tho it might bark
Woof woof, like Q dog
Primetime click makin moves like U-haul

[Chorus]

[Verse 4:]
I ride with a tab cause the candypaint wet
Rims on the rise got these niggas upset
Rims sittin high so I ride upset
6 12's in the trunk, 4 screens in the deck
I ride with a tab cause the candypaint wet
Rims on the rise got these niggas upset
Rims sittin high so I ride upset
6 12's in the trunk, 4 screens in the deck
I ride (I ride)
I ride (I ride)
I ride (I ride)
Let's ride (let's ride)
I ride (propped up)
I ride (propped up)
I ride (say bro)
Let's ride (let's ride)
I got a...
Fresh paint job, fresh inside
Is the outside frame and the trunk wide
Are the rims big, do it ride good
Lean back right hand on the pinewood

[Chorus]

. . .


She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all

She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all

See, she ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
All you crazy hoe, I know a lot of y'all
I had this one girl, she had a body, dawg
Pretty in the face just like a Barbie doll

I met her in the club, she was hot and all
At first I really liked her but later not at all
I took her to the crib and she was naughty, dawg
She took me to the head just like a Tylenol

She sees my piece and chain, she see my diamond ring
That's what the problem is, she feel I got it all
See, I done met the game but see, I play the game
So I'ma call the clique and toss her like a volleyball

She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all

She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all

Say, now she callin' me and she keep on callin' me
I'm not a toilet bowl, so why she stallin' me?
She crazy in the head, oh yeah, she gotta be
And then she be at all my shows, I think she followin' me

Now I don't bother her, so why she botherin' me
She see me ballin' so she tryna win a lottery
She stay around 'cause she know I be where them dollars be
But I wouldn't spend a dollar on her in a dollar tree

I know you think I'm mean, well, I don't try to be
So suck it up 'cause see, Dorrough don't do apologies
She asked am I a G, I tell her possibly
But if a G is what she want then I don't try to be

She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all

She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all

Look, I done took her to Benny Hana's then I took her to the game
Black off sets on a peanut butter range
Whole purple sets plus I'm leaning on that drank
I used to make it rain, now I make it hurricane

That was her name, she was bad and she had a great job
I ain't gone lie, she the reason why I got 8 car
She hustle for her daddy and her daddy me
You wanna date with her, this gone cost you a B

I'm on them hoe, I'm sitting low
I'm doin' this for pimp screw and Big Moe
This Flip and Dorrough, he keep shit like here
And baby girl, these some gators, my watch your step

She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Is something wrong with her 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
She on some other shit 'cause she ain't got it all

She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
Somebody get this girl 'cause she ain't got it all
She ain't got it all, she ain't got it all
I don't want it with this girl 'cause she ain't got it all

. . .


[Dorrough:]
Ha
Yuh
Dorrough Music
North side, South side, East Coast, West Coast, Mid West
From my city to yo city (Dallas, Texas)
From yo hood to my hood (say)
Right now, I present, to the world...
Tomeka Pearl

[Hook: Tomeka Pearl]
Put one hand
Cross my heart
Want nothing see me apart
From my home, where I start
I'm too smart and all I know is
You can take me from my hood
But you can't take my hood from me
I rep my hood it's understood
Say what'chu want but all I know is

[Verse 1: Dorrough]
Say
It's a funny day in the hood
And everybody and they momma out I must admit today I'm kinda feeling good
Ain't nobody beefing, and none of my niggas out up in the fed's
So the laws ain't gotta be said, cause it's understood
And you know the game
It ain't nobody showing love unless you gotta name
And don't nobody turn they head unless you hoggin' lanes
Ain't nobody breaking bread unless you do the same
You know the game boy
Either you ride on heavy Chevy's or gliding
On the Pirellies and sliding, pulling women to trying
Best believe that we grinding, getting it where I stay
We getting it every way and safe
Before the end of the day all the ballers ballin', All the jockers jocking
All the hater's hating, all the boppers bopping
Old lady cool, probably take her shopping
Real G's let me hear it if you feel me knocking

[Hook x2: Tomeka Pearl]
You can take me from my hood
But you can't take my hood from me
I rep my hood it's understood
Say what'chu want but all I know is

[Verse 2: Dorrough]
Check me out, I'm holding, steady like I'm rolling
Riding thru yo hood I chunk the deuce up like I'm posing
Riding thru yo city rolling gutta like I'm bowling
First I get it live then shut it down like it's closing
Early, long wide worly
Kicking one deep cause you boys act girly
Or maybe with a sweet big ice cream swirly
Wrist gold neck, gold teeth, white pearly
And you can catch me like fish fries on a Saturday
Ya momma looking good I like the way she worl her hunny day
She hopped up in the Slab, I say 'What'cha wanna do today? '
She looked at me and smiled then said, 'Boy I'm doing you today'
Foreal? I guess that mean that I'm official now
It took awhile but now they recognize I'm on a mission now
Stop, listen I got that full attention now
Since I got attention it's the perfect time to mission out that

[Hook: Tomeka Pearl]

[Verse 3: Dorrough]
It don't really matter much where I be
Never will you find another G like me
You see a lot of people try to be like me
But never will you find another G like me
(Tomeka)
Man I'm repping my hood for a long, long time
Never will you find another hood like mine
I hope that people got it understood like mine
Cause never will you find another hood like mine

[Hook: Tomeka Pearl]

. . .


Hit the mall with my cash out
Ima bout to flash out
New school swag
And they just let class out
Hit the club brand new
Clothes with the tags out
Ball till I pass out
Ima bout to
Flashout 8x
Flashout 8x
La la la llaaaa

Repeat chorus

Body sprayin tagged out
This a new hit send the email blast out
Fresh faded up so today
im riddin glass house
Screens on the dash out
Ima bout to flashhhh
Flashout flashout

All my niggas gettin bitches
The hood like a bitch with a quick whip
Im H O T
Col L D I know you see
That fat man at your door
That's the mailman
Droppin off some Jordan that I just brought up from berlin
Aint gotta make it rain if I want I could make it whirlwind
And have these niggas mad cuz im entertaining their girlfriend
Yeaaa my clothes my ride hater close your eyes when I ride
They hate to see me this fly
my clothes my ride haters close your eyes
La la la laaaaa

(chorus)

I got that red and yellow G shot
Girls call me mister flash
SS aaron heart
Stripes mean im goin fast
Justice league im blowin cash
Doin that in houstin
24's are better
Got me armor all usin
Dade county cruisin
Juice aint minute maid
All yellow DC's teachers call it lemonade
Sharpin than a barber blade
God im bout to pass out
See a hater tote the deuce
Mr mack the flashout

. . .


I can't believe that we done fell off
Some times I sit back and reminisce
'Bout the times we was young
From the times we were smaller
All winters and summers

Now you ain't here when it's sunny
But you was there in the thunder
My nigga just think back to all them
Times we used to kick it

But now we only kick it
Every other blue moon
And a lot of that is my fault
But a lot of that is yo fault

It's all good we both off
Now we don't even talk
Naw, that ain't even how we get down
My nigga, we need to sit down

Shit, every time we hit town to kick it
And visit so everything is ever clear
My nigga, I'm forever here
I don't ever wanna have to hear

You just sittin' down here
Jackin' down here, checkin' down here
Strugglin' down here till you realize
There ain't nothin' down here

And if it's one thing you remember
If nothin' else, bro, I got your back
Big bro, I got your back and that a fact

My nigga, my bro
Whether we rich or we poor
Later on now and before
I just want you to know

This shyt and never changed
This shyt and never changed
This shyt and never changed
Me I'm just happy to know

I could depend on my bro
If I was down on the floor
And had nowhere else to go
This shyt ain't never changed
This shyt ain't never changed

Listen, you my nigga, my bro
Whether we rich or we poor
Later on now and before
And I just want you to know
That I'm just happy to know

I could depend on my bro
If I was down flat on my face
And had nowhere else to go
I could just pick up my phone

If somethin' ever go wrong
My nigga hit me
Till the day we 6 feet
Before the fame before the game
My nigga you was with me

Talkin' to all my niggas
We was riddin' round 6 deep
No homo but this money done
Came between us

My baby girl growin' up
Ain't you and even much seen her
It's funny the savage ways of money
And you and I both know that
Neither of our mommas raised dummies

If they knew we wasn't talkin' like we used to
Or chillin' like we used to
They wouldn't like it much
'Cause seein' us was all they was ever used to

For real but it don't even matter though
'Cause I know that you know
That we know that we both
Ain't got nothin' but love for each other

My nigga, my bro
Whether we rich or we poor
Later on now and before
I just want you to know

This shyt and never changed
This shyt and never changed
This shyt and never changed
Me, I'm just happy to know

I could depend on my bro
If I was down on the floor
And had nowhere else to go
This shyt ain't never changed
This shyt ain't never changed

Before we was chasin' these dollas
Makin' these dollas
And prior take it way back

Take it all the way back
Take it all the way back
Take it all the way back
Take it all the way back

Before we was chasin' this money
Before we was makin' this money
It's funny, take it way back

Take it all the way back
Take it all the way back
Take it all the way back
Take it all the way back

Take it back to before we was ballin'
To before you was hustlin'
Back when we was ballin'
(Hoopin')
Everyday cruisin'

Before we took doves
We spent both our days losin'
Back then it was cool though
Both of use was fools though

Basketball and pullin' hoes
Was all we went to school for
And lookin' back, I'm just happy

I had a partner that would always
Ride for me and looked out for me
Regardless

My nigga, my bro
Whether we rich or we poor
Later on now and before
I just want you to know

This shyt and never changed
This shyt and never changed
This shyt and never changed
Me I'm just happy to know

I could depend on my bro
If I was down on the floor
And had nowhere else to go
This shyt ain't never changed
This shyt ain't never changed

. . .


Ha, yuh, Dorrough music
North side, South side, East Coast
West Coast, Midwest
From my city to yo city
(Dallas, Texas)

From yo hood to my hood
(Say)
Right now, I present to the world
Tomeka Pearl

Put one hand, cross my heart
Want nothing see me apart
From my home where I start
I'm too smart and all I know is

You can take me from my hood
But you can't take my hood from me
I rep my hood, it's understood
Say what 'chu want but all I know is

Say, it's a funny day in the hood
And everybody and they momma out
I must admit today, I'm kinda feeling good
Ain't nobody beefing
And none of my niggas out up in the feds

So the laws ain't gotta be said
'Cause it's understood
And you know the game
It ain't nobody showing love
Unless you gotta name

And don't nobody turn they head
Unless you hoggin' lanes
Ain't nobody breaking bread
Unless you do the same
You know the game boy

Either you ride on heavy Chevy's or gliding
On the Pirellis and sliding
Pulling women to trying
Best believe that we grinding
Getting it where I stay

We getting it every way and safe
Before the end of the day
All the ballers ballin', all the jockers jocking
All the hater's hating, all the boppers bopping
Old lady cool, probably take her shopping
Real G's let me hear it if you feel me knocking

You can take me from my hood
But you can't take my hood from me
I rep my hood it's understood
Say what 'chu want but all I know is

Check me out, I'm holding
Steady like I'm rolling
Riding through yo hood
I chunk the deuce up like I'm posing

Riding through yo city
Rolling gutta like I'm bowling
First I get it live then shut it down
Like it's closing

Early, long wide worly
Kicking one deep 'cause you boys act girly
Or maybe with a sweet big ice cream swirly
Wrist gold neck, gold teeth, white pearly

And you can catch me
Like fish fries on a Saturday
Ya momma looking good
I like the way she work her hunny day

She hopped up in the slab
I say, "What 'cha wanna do today?"
She looked at me and smiled then said
"Boy, I'm doing you today"

Fo' real, I guess that mean
That I'm official now, it took awhile
But now they recognize
I'm on a mission now

Stop, listen I got that full attention now
Since I got attention
It's the perfect time to mission out that

Put one hand, cross my heart
Want nothing see me apart
From my home where I start
I'm too smart and all I know is

You can take me from my hood
But you can't take my hood from me
I rep my hood it's understood
Say what 'chu want but all I know is

It don't really matter much where I be
Never will you find another G like me
You see a lot of people try to be like me
But never will you find another G like me

Man, I'm repping my hood for a long, long time
Never will you find another hood like mine
I hope that people got it understood like mine
'Cause never will you find another hood like mine

Put one hand, cross my heart
Want nothing see me apart
From my home where I start
I'm too smart and all I know is

You can take me from my hood
But you can't take my hood from me
I rep my hood it's understood
Say what 'chu want but all I know is

. . .


(piece and chain swangin,)
Hah yuhh ... Mr. D-O-double-R
Dorrough Music
ayee
ayee
(chorus)
I got my ice game right,
And all my gold,
Got the whole club right,
And all i know,
Is my piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
Go BBSX,
Watch on freeze,
Got the bubba's on deack
Cause all they see,
Is my piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,

(Verse 1)
Say..
Swangin, Swangin, Piece and chain swangin,
Icy white diamonds,
Bezzaltines clangin,
Sets,
BBS,
Use to be local like CBS,
When i blow my CB go from HBO to TBS,
To BET and MTV,
USA and TNT,
Catch me live (yeah catch me live)
Like news at 5 on NBC,
I run the world like CNN,
Off in da hood like UPN,
Live like showtime for life time,
(Ballin like ESPN)
Yuh,
My chain outta site,
Look to hard get blind by the light,
My and my click be way up thur,
Just like stars we shine in the night,
Shine in the light,
Icy so I,
Look like im ballin oh my,
Plus i be stuntin like dats why,
These hatas hate me cause i got,
One bitch dats deck,
Two more on my jock,
Got three chains on my neck,
Four cars on my lot,
I see her she see me,
She be like OMG,
I be like aye bay bay,
I know you know me cause',
(chorus)
I got my ice game right,
And all my gold,
Got the whole club right,
And all i know,
Is my piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
Go BBSX,
Watch on freeze,
Got the bubba's on deack
Cause all they see,
Is my piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,

(SLIM THUGGA)
They say,
Thugga why the call you the boss?,
I say because my piece cost mo' than your hoss,
My chain worth more than that new car you bought,
Dont be mad at mayne me aint my fault,
Dat your main chick chose,
Dat she sharpa than a rose,
But naked no clothes,
From her head to her toes,
It going down girls exposed,
Could it be that im famous,
Shit look by the way my chain swangin clangin,

(Dorrough)
Say...
When it come to this green im fertilized,
Girl you know you know you heard of myyy,
Click oh yeah we certified,
Watch, chain 35,
35 you see dat,
OPTC yeah we dat,
You a bop imma let you be dat,
Thats right i know you see dat,
All white diamonds top edition,
I got diamonds on my wrist,
They aint DIKIN but the lights causin a rainbow colorition,
Im adicticted in specific,
In the moment i go ballistic,
If i like it imma get it,
(Liek it imma get it)
From the whites to the rain,
Shinin so insane,
When the light hit that thang,
Is when they know i aint playin,
Soo,
If you get on your grind instead of hatin,
You can get the same,
So dont complain,
So what im sayin is,
(chorus)
I got my ice game right,
And all my gold,
Got the whole club right,
And all i know,
Is my piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
Go BBSX,
Watch on freeze,
Got the bubba's on deack
Cause all they see,
Is my piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin,
piece and chain swangin

. . .


Ringgg...
Ringgg...
Hello?

Dourrough:
[Chorus:]
This time you was wrong,
I ain't had no bitch, no trick, no hoe all over my dick.
This time you was wrong! You say you got evidence, fuck that girl you kno you ain't really got shit
This time you was wrong,
I kno them other times you caught a nigga cheatin red handed yeah girl I admit it.
This time you was wrong,
Make a nigga wanna holla. {Oh Lord}
I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard

As soon a nigga fall asleep you all in a nigga phone I swear you can't wait to catch a nigga doin wrong,
You lookin under rocks trynna find a dirty stone
Before you catch me in da A you prolly see me up and gone
And girl I ain't trynna leave me and you alone
Buh girl I'm sick and tired of all this petty shit you on.
So before you fuck it up you better listen to this song, cause wen I choose ta uo and leave you gon swear I did you wrong.
Yeah I did alota dirt back then I admit but don't forget you did alota shit a nigga won't forget.
Cause I'm tired of the fightin, the drama, the shit
Should I leave, should I peel like a bananna and split.
And girl I'm a warn you one time, this the last time next time I'm a be lame {Na- Na- Na- Na}
Make a nigga wanna holla {Oh Lord}
I ain't neva met a bitch that tried ta swallow so hard.

[Chorus:]
This time you was wrong,
I ain't had no bitch, no trick, no hoe all over my dick.
This time you was wrong! You say you got evidence, fuck that girl you kno you ain't really got shit
This time you was wrong,
I kno them other times you caught a nigga cheatin red handed yeah girl I admit it.
This time you was wrong,
Make a nigga wanna holla. {Oh Lord}
I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard

Girl witchu it's neva endin, everyday is like a game,
Don't matter how we do it everyday I'm in the same.
All that internet bullshit drivin me insane
Tell your sun thanks for grinnin, it's gon leave you in the rain
And girl I ain't sayin I'm caught up in the fame,
Buh chu gotta understand you ain't fuckin with a lame.
So wen these bitches flip down and try ta sabotage my name
You should'ntleave and get to trippin you should recognize the game cause you kno these hoes choosin and I kno these hoes fake buh see you listen to your friends and that right there be there your mistake
Plus I'm tired of all the stressin,
The re-little I can take, can I live, can I breath should I leave should I stay.
And girl I'm a warn you one time, this the last time next time I'm a be lame {Na- Na- Na- Na}
Make a nigga wanna holla {Oh Lord}
I ain't neva met a bitch that tried ta swallow so hard.

[Chorus:]
This time you was wrong,
I ain't had no bitch, no trick, no hoe all over my dick.
This time you was wrong! You say you got evidence, fuck that girl you kno you ain't really got shit
This time you was wrong,
I kno them other times you caught a nigga cheatin red handed yeah girl I admit it.
This time you was wrong,
Make a nigga wanna holla. {Oh Lord}
I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard

You had me with a throw da towel in give it up
Cause you ain't gonna be satisfied till I go
You make me wanna take away my love keyisha askin bout nowbgirl buh I ain't trynna put on now show
You make me wanna walk right out that door
You make me wanna walk right out that door
You make me wanna pack my shit
And wen I pack my shit girl I ain't comin back no more
Yeah you best believe that
Girl you causin me ta stress one thing that I suggest I think you should invest
You best believe that
The main problen to adress you don't kno that you posessed and that's why we don't progress
And you best believe that
I'm a take my time till I make my mind,
Should I stay should I go {Na- Na- Na- Na}
You make a nigga wanna holla {Oh Lord}
I ain't neva met a bitch that tried ta swallow so hard.

[Chorus:]
This time you was wrong,
I ain't had no bitch, no trick, no hoe all over my dick.
This time you was wrong! You say you got evidence, fuck that girl you kno you ain't really got shit
This time you was wrong,
I kno them other times you caught a nigga cheatin red handed yeah girl I admit it.
This time you was wrong,
Make a nigga wanna holla. {Oh Lord}
I ain't never met a bitch that tried to swallow so hard

This time you was wrong!

. . .


She can
Walk that walk, Walk that Walk,
Walk that, Walk that, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that, Walk that, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that, Walk that, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that, Walk that, Walk that Walk

[Chorus:]
She look good in her clothes, head to her toes, Toes
Primetime chick, she the type to get chose, Chose
Baby girl she so fine, she make a ni**a wanna shout, Shout
Style so hood, I wanna see what she about, Bout
She walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that, Walk that, Walk

[Verse 1:]
Goddamn she a sassy
Face, body, a** yeah she got the total package
Walking through the club like a ni**a ain't watchin
Struttin that strut like she in a mall shoppin
Can't forget the mansion, yeah she got dimensions
I wonder if she know that she the center of attention?
Middle of the floor, doing her, looking sexy
She can walk that walk, like the ni**as do at weddings
She the type you wanna marry, top notch and classy
Ni**as lined up trying to be her baby daddy
Excuse me what's your name? How you doing? I'm just asking
Can I take you by the head? Baby I'll be gladly
Damn I want her bad, so I'm a come at her politely
By the way she flirtin, I can tell that she like me
Way across the floor, but looking at me while she dancing
That sexy a** can be, lil mama you ain't understandin

[Chorus:]
She look good in her clothes, head to her toes, Toes
Primetime chick, she the type to get chose, Chose
Baby girl she so fine, she make a ni**a wanna shout, Shout
Style so hood, I wanna see what she about, Bout
She walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that, Walk that, Walk

[Verse 2:]
She got Beyonce hips, Keishya Cole thighs
Meagan Good lips, and some sexy a** eyes
She yellow like the road in the Wizzard of the Oz
Got them other b*tches hattin talkin like flies
Say it, then she go fed
And she taste up from her toes to her head
Take her out to eat before I take her to the bed
And give that Uhh Uhh and I don't need no meds
All I need is her, thirty minutes, and a rubber
Ni**a like me you'll find nan other
Straight beast mode, three times, one hour
Give it to her, in the kitchen, bedroom, or the shower
Lil talk, I got, what she need
Head board, knockin up against her knees, Knees
Hit her from the back, so I can grab her by the waist
Flip her over then Youuuuu all on her face

[Chorus:]
She look good in her clothes, head to her toes, Toes
Primetime chick, she the type to get chose, Chose
Baby girl she so fine, she make a ni**a wanna shout, Shout
Style so hood, I wanna see what she about, Bout
She walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that Walk, Walk that Walk
Walk that, Walk that, Walk

Say, now let me see you walk
Left, Right
Left, Right
Left, Right
Left, Right

Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah

And let me see you walk
Right, Left
Right, Left
Right, Left
Right, Left

Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah

Walk that, Walk that [Fade till end]

. . .


T T wired to the T
[Incomprehensible]
Mr. Mr. D O double R
I got in my mind [Incomprehensible]

Oh my, guess who
Mr. D O double R O U to the G H
Do I know you?
Yeah, get it girl, show 'em how a pro do

Wired to the T, I got the whole club
Wired to the T, man hold up
Wired to the T, if I like it I'm gonna throw dubs
So go drop it down, make ya ass in the floo' world girl

I'm gettin' money like ya ain't never seen
So, shake it for me when ya see me on the scene
Gone, get it in like a double shift worker girl
Stack your cheese like a double cheeseburger

Is a party gonna end? No
Might be three, might be four
If I can't drink then I can't go
This song got everybody on the floo'

T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T

More, more, we want more
If we can't drink then we can't go
If they gone hate then let them know
I slide me a hater like a patio door

Off in my zone, already gone, 1, 2, 3, 4 shots to the dome
Now I'm drunk, got 'em lil' mama crunk
Tell her shake it, shake it, shake it
Miss junk in the trunk so crunk

'Cause I'm outta there before I even walk through the door
And you know a nigga gone when he walk up to a hoe
Like excuse me miss, I ain't tryin' be funny
Let me beat that pussy like it'd owe me money

Is a party gonna end? No
Might be three, might be four
If I can't drink then I can't go
This song got everybody on the floo'

T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T

I got liquor in my body, liquor, liquor in my body
Liquor, liquor in my body
I got, I got liquor in my body, liquor, liquor in my body
Liquor, liquor in my body

I be, I be runnin' through these hoes like I'm Tony Dorrsett
Runnin', runnin' through these hoes like Tony Dorrsett
Yeah, and my whole clique fly like the New York jets
We be runnin' through these hoes like we Tony Dorrsett

[Incomprehensible]
This is the part where you walk to my mamma
Like girl you fine, girl you fine
And after this song, I'ma make you mine

Is a party gonna end? No
Might be three, might be four
If I can't drink then I can't go
This song got everybody on the floo'

T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T

Is a party gonna end? No
Might be three, might be four
If I can't drink then I can't go
This song got everybody on the floo'

T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T
T T wired to the T

. . .


Mr. D.O.R.R, Yea, might swang wide body, trunk goin bang like a 12 gauge shottie, Now er body krunk, trunk goin bang like a muizeburg pump, throwin upper cuts like im y-u, trunk goin bank like i claim pyru, Dirty south ridin might swang might dip, trunk goin bang like a west coast crip, I wreck mics wit a passion, trunks goin bang like headboards clashin, album turned up whole street rockin, trunk goin bang like two cops knockin, like pinky an da brain I ponder, trunk go bang like flash flood thunder, people hate me like Bill O'Reilly, trunk go bang like pops off Friday.

Sample...

Everything turned up kenwood turned, let the trunk bang while i got da block lock down cut dog top down let da trunk bag to da head rest drop down ice game caked up, draped out, draped up let da trunk bang make da whole hood wake up, my click stay live, yo yo click aint live trunk go bang like ice cream paint job. (Yea Buddie) Next stop truck stretched out, trunk go bang like 6-12's decked out (WHOO) Check dat insides jet black, let da trunk bang wit da sunroof let back, two tone flip change, lean back grip grain, trunk bang make da cadillac switch lanes, (Say Gurl) Damn is he ballin you don heard right, let da trunk bang make da whole car swerve right.

Sample...

. . .


Intro:
Ha Yea Dorrough Music
Say girl im so serious right now
And if i could sing to you i'll sing to you ya fell me

Chorus:
Im the one you call boo
You the one i call boo
I know you hear that special song everytime i call you
Whenevr passion seems gone
im the one you lean on
oooo i know im special girl
So tell me what's my ringtone
I love it when you call me
Whenever you can call me
I always hear that special song
Everytime you call me
Whenever passion seems gone
You the one i lean on
oooo you know you special boy
that's why you got this ringtone

Verse 1:
Aye Aye
Now say
Every girl got a special tone
For they boo when they call they phone
I aint tryin to ask 21 questions
All im tryin to figure out is what's my song
Is it love by keyshia cole
Or playa cards by keyshia cole
And all i know is it better not be i should've cheated by keyshia cole
Could it be i need you back
Cause girl i hope you need me back
I bet you change my song
Like bust your windows out
Whenever i make you mad
If you feel like you need time
To find that special ringtone
Its all for me its cool
Casue i aint even trippin girl cause all i know is

Chorus:
Im the one you call boo
You the one i call boo
I know you hear that special song everytime i call you
Whenevr passion seems gone
im the one you lean on
oooo i know im special girl
So tell me what's my ringtone
I love it when you call me
Whenever you can call me
I always hear that special song
Everytime you call me
Whenever passion seems gone
You the one i lean on
oooo you know you special boy
that's why you got this ringtone

Verse 2:
Now girl you know i (birthday sex)
That's your ringtone
Your picture is my screensaver
The one where you got them jeans on
See girl you all over my phone
And everyday i'll change your song
Yesterday miss independent
Today she got her own
My boo for me she carry
Love song by mariah carey
ooo girl you so damn fine
Yo ringtone is halle berry
Just want you to know i feel you (i do)
So ringtone love i give you
But this song right here is my ringback
Girl you so special

Bridge:
I will send you a ringtone
But girl i cant sing
So just let it ring
Girl just let it ring
And all i wanna know is
If i gotta special song
So tell me what's my ringtone
Tell me,tell me what's my ringtone
Boy i still love you
Even though you cant sing
Now just let it ring
Imma just let it ring
Dont worry about the phone
Just know that you got a special song
So tell me what's my ringtone
Tell me, tell me what's my ringtone

Say say
If you that special somebody
Let me hear you say i got me a ringtone
If you that special somebody
Let me hear you say i got me a ringtone
If you aint got you nobody
Let me hear you say i dont need a ringtone
If you aint got you nobody
Let me hear you say i dont need a ringtone
But if you got you a boo then girl you say
I got me a ringtone
Yea if you got you a boo then girl you say
I got me a ringtone
If you aint got you no boo that's cool
Just say i dont need a ringtone
If you aint got you no boo that's cool
Just say i dont need a ringtone

Chorus:
Im the one you call boo
You the one i call boo
I know you hear that special song everytime i call you
Whenevr passion seems gone
im the one you lean on
oooo i know im special girl
So tell me what's my ringtone
I love it when you call me
Whenever you can call me
I always hear that special song
Everytime you call me
Whenever passion seems gone
You the one i lean on
oooo you know you special boy
That's why you got this ringtone

. . .

A Whole Lotta

[No lyrics]

. . .


(feat. Fat B)

[Dorrough:]
Caramel Sundae
Brownie fudge chocolate
Caramel sundae
Brownie fudge chocolate
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)
Big banana split
Cherry red topping
Big banana split
Cherry red topping
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)

I'm looking for a caramel sundae a brownie fudge chocolate
A big banana split and a cherry red topping
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)
A pra-vanilla mamasita or a yellow white girl
Skin like Cool Whip, Miss-Taste-Right girl
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)

[Dorrough:]
When it come to ice cream, I like all flavors
I love chocolate fudge but I'm a caramel craver
She a Dairy Queen like a already tail
What's yo MySpace URL?
Ice cream scoop on a cake counting shelfs
She'll cut your girl, yeah I'm made blue bell
With her best friend they the sweetest on the shelf
What a nigga gotta do to get the 2 for 1 sale?
You can call it green, I'm a call it shopping
Looking for a stand with a bunch of different topping
This is Baskin Robbins goin drop it too the song
Yeah, I like the way you scoop but could you drop it on the cone?
Girl you cold, I.C.E.
You look so damn N.I.C.E.
Ice cream man, yup that's me
Ice cream you scream ice cream treat

[Hook:]
I'm looking for a caramel sundae a brownie fudge chocolate
A big banana split and a cherry red topping
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)
A pra-vanilla mamasita or a yellow white girl
Skin like Cool Whip, Miss-Taste-Right girl
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)

[Fat B:]
Skin like a waffle cone I met her up in Bronx
I said 'What's yo flavor? ' she said 'butter pecan'
I like banana splits but their fudge got me sprung
I don't even need a spoon baby I can use my tongue
Now catch you fall a drip, catch you for a drip
She offer me a scoop but I took a triple-dip
Cherry on top baby don't forget the whip
Got the niggas going nuts every time she lick her lips
Call me Master P I'm the ice cream man
Got it one after me ice cream man
All up in the club I see thirty-one haters
Thirty-one chicks that thirty-one flavors
We do the Rocky Road, cause that's her favorite flavor
Taste so good got me bragging to my neighbors
Playas get choice, she tell em lames
Baby girl ice cold, she'll give you brain freeze

[Hook:]
I'm looking for a caramel sundae a brown fudge chocolate
A big banana split and a cherry red topping
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)
A pra-vanilla mamasita or a yellow white girl
Skin like Cool Whip, Miss-Taste-Right girl
A caramel (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)

[Dorrough:]
Hey
Now let's play ice cream you scream taste like ice cream
Ice-ice cream you scream taste like ice cream
Ice-ice cream... you scream...
Ice cream girl you taste like ice cream

Caramel sundae
Brownie fudge chocolate
Caramel sundae
Brownie fudge chocolate
A caramel sundae (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)

This is a Q-Smith Production
You can tell by the percussion ya dig
Prime Time Click
Ay we got em saying...

A caramel sundae (brown skin)
A brownie fudge (chocolate tone)
A banana split (yellow bone)
A cherry top (red bone)

. . .


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