Me and Doodie Lo

He tried to rob, I had to blow (I had to blow)
That boy was tweaking
Bet he won't do that no more (He won't do that no more)
I leave him stinky, this that tooka
This that dope (That tooka, this that dope)
We up in traffic
It's just me and Doodie Lo (It's just me and Doodie Lo)

Uh, who got fire? I want smoke (Oh I want smoke)
And I ain't stopping at no lights, I'm on go (Oh I'm on go)
Talking like you 'bout that life
Then drop the lo' (Then drop the lo', bitch)
Pull up, hopping out,
Me and Doodie Lo (It's me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom)

You know Von that's my bro (That's my bro)
Six to twenty-four
You better check the score (You better check the score, bitch)
Fuck her in Kankakee and took her to the O (I took her at the O)
You get collect and we'll blick you at the store
(We'll blick you at the store, boom, boom, boom)
Doing hits and ride with dracs in the Masi' (We in that Masi')
You ever smoked a nigga? Still over a body (You ain't killed nobody)
I made a million off p's in the streets (Off p's)
Put a bag on your head and you dead in a week (Gang, boom, boom)

Ain't no discussion, when we touch him, they gon' have to rush him
Right to the hospital, that's what he get
That's repercussion (That's what he get)
That nigga woofin' all that tough shit, get him left in public (What?)
It ain't nothing, I gave out a hunnid, boy I bet the coming
Strong stomach, I did shit up close, I ain't never vomit (Boom, boom)
Go run deep, but if he that floor, he ain't gon' see it coming
Get so high, I be seeing something (Huh?)
These niggas can't see me or nothing
Your bitch on my like flea or something (Yeah, yeah)
And these niggas know how I'm coming

I won't think twice for this (Twice)
And if a nigga touch my chain
Then he gon' die for this (Take his life)
I was gon' wife the hoe but found out
She a trifflin' bitch (She a trifflin' bitch)
Ain't coming in the club if we can't get out pipin' it (Boom)
OTF, they know us (Yeah)
Bitch we T, we go nuts (Yeah)
SRT, doing donuts (Skrr)
All the opps some broke fucks (Fucks)
Kilo of lean, I pour up (Lean)
Dare ask, we roll up (Fuck 'em)
All of my niggas do too much
Three low, I just parked him a school bus (Boom, boom, boom)

He tried to rob, I had to blow (I had to blow)
That boy was tweaking
Bet he won't do that no more (He won't do that no more)
I leave him stinky, this that tooka
This that dope (That tooka, this that dope)
We up in traffic
It's just me and Doodie Lo (It's just me and Doodie Lo)

Uh, who got fire? I want smoke (Oh I want smoke)
And I ain't stopping at no lights, I'm on go (Oh I'm on go)
Talking like you 'bout that life
Then rop the lo' (Then drop the lo', bitch)
Pull up, hopping out
Me and Doodie Lo (It's me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom)