Doja Cat
Someone let Doja Cat Know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Ah-ha ha
Someone let Doja Cat know I'm tryna fuck
Yeah I love the beef, I need them thighs them ribs them guts
Need that Caeser salad, Ima put her in a palace
Have her make my fucking beats all while I keep her on my palete
And I ain't fuckin' playin'
I'm never fuckin' playin'
I mean it if I say it
Don't wanna hear complainin'
When I get to killin' niggas, I been warning for a while
When I get to droppin' bombs well Ima do it with a smile, cause
I'm well aware, that I grew to be a sick fuck
Once upon a time, I might've gave like six fucks
But when I got to number seven
Sent them fucks all straight to heaven
Killed my conscience and turned my heart to a Brinks truck
Now I don't need much
I need a big truck
I need some big blunts
Maybe some sick sluts
At least until Amala wanna let met know
What she really tryna do and so you know it ain't for show
T H E F A M L X X I V
Hit me up on IG
DM me for real, B
So now you see that shit might sound simple to you
But I'm just a simple dude with astronomical views and a big dick
So Someone let Doja Cat Know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Goddamn...
Someone let Doja Cat know what I'm talkin' bout
Someone hit my exes up and ask 'em for a fucking vouch
Tell her I'm the best around
I lick 'em up and dick 'em down
And if I wasn't such a dog, I bet that they'd still be around
I'm pig headed
An animal
A big headache, now here's some tylenol
For your bitch ass, your hoe's a trick ass
I'm out the door
Love a big ass, when it come with sass
I lose control, huh
Bet I got your wifey saying I'm the best
Eff Aye come with A1 and nothing less
Cause like I said, I love that beef
Need that steak, I got that meat
Niggas folding cause I got them fuckin' pressed
Like WOAH SHIT
Yo that nigga fucking strange
Got YO BITCH
Gettin' brain up in the range
I been told that I'm deranged
I ain't never gonna change
Just a rappin' cocky jiggy pimpin' nigga with no shame
So Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
I mean I'm playin'
But I'm dead serious
I mean, I mean no disrepesect but
I mean come on...
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Ah-ha ha
Someone let Doja Cat know I'm tryna fuck
Yeah I love the beef, I need them thighs them ribs them guts
Need that Caeser salad, Ima put her in a palace
Have her make my fucking beats all while I keep her on my palete
And I ain't fuckin' playin'
I'm never fuckin' playin'
I mean it if I say it
Don't wanna hear complainin'
When I get to killin' niggas, I been warning for a while
When I get to droppin' bombs well Ima do it with a smile, cause
I'm well aware, that I grew to be a sick fuck
Once upon a time, I might've gave like six fucks
But when I got to number seven
Sent them fucks all straight to heaven
Killed my conscience and turned my heart to a Brinks truck
Now I don't need much
I need a big truck
I need some big blunts
Maybe some sick sluts
At least until Amala wanna let met know
What she really tryna do and so you know it ain't for show
T H E F A M L X X I V
Hit me up on IG
DM me for real, B
So now you see that shit might sound simple to you
But I'm just a simple dude with astronomical views and a big dick
So Someone let Doja Cat Know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Goddamn...
Someone let Doja Cat know what I'm talkin' bout
Someone hit my exes up and ask 'em for a fucking vouch
Tell her I'm the best around
I lick 'em up and dick 'em down
And if I wasn't such a dog, I bet that they'd still be around
I'm pig headed
An animal
A big headache, now here's some tylenol
For your bitch ass, your hoe's a trick ass
I'm out the door
Love a big ass, when it come with sass
I lose control, huh
Bet I got your wifey saying I'm the best
Eff Aye come with A1 and nothing less
Cause like I said, I love that beef
Need that steak, I got that meat
Niggas folding cause I got them fuckin' pressed
Like WOAH SHIT
Yo that nigga fucking strange
Got YO BITCH
Gettin' brain up in the range
I been told that I'm deranged
I ain't never gonna change
Just a rappin' cocky jiggy pimpin' nigga with no shame
So Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
I mean I'm playin'
But I'm dead serious
I mean, I mean no disrepesect but
I mean come on...
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Writer(s): Frederick Marmol
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