Dawg Pound

I don't think these boys know what's going on like
They really lost, they really are

Go 'head pass me that rock and shit
Yeah boy this finna be a bop and shit
And I be shooting my shot real quick
Watching me cuff all these hot ass chicks(Woof)
Yeah you know that my rhymes be sick
And I be dropping them dimes and shit
Yeah you know that we slim and stick
Yeah boy I'm having these songs real lit

They know Huntersville that is my city
Way these diamonds spin I ought to make 'em dizzy
Spent a 20 ball and it really ain't no biggie
Set it on fire yeah I had to keep it litty(ah)
You know I'm a dog so I play with her kitty
Sweet like sugar so I had to make it sticky(oof)
Baby got a treat but it comes real tricky
While I throw these bands she love to get jiggy(uh)

You know this song is very fantastic
'Ima make 'em flip like they doing gymnastics(ah)
Recycle my flows like they made of plastic
'Ima tell you all mine as well while I'm at it(uh)
Yeah this money spread and it really is elastic
So much paper like I'm reading a scholastic
Talking 'bout they song and it's anticlimatic
Something wrong with them so I call them problematic(ah)

Yeah they all wanna talk like this(ah)
And they all wanna ball like this(la melo)
And they all wanna pop my shit(uh)
But you know they can't they shit(oof)
Yeah they all wanna talk like this(ah)
And they all wanna ball like this(la melo)
And they all wanna pop my shit(uh)
But you know they can't they shit

Go 'head pass me that rock and shit
Yeah boy this finna be a bop and shit
And I be shooting my shot real quick
Watching me cuff all these hot ass chicks
Yeah you know that my rhymes be sick
And I be dropping them dimes and shit
Yeah you know that we slim and stick
Yeah boy I'm having these songs real lit



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Hudson
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