Artist/Band:
ESham
Lyrics for Song: Get Doe
Lyrics for Album: Repentance [2003]
Meanwhile, back on the East Side
All I know, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
Flip another O, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
Get it fast or slow, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
Better tell ya hoe, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
All I know, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
Flip another O, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
Get it fast or slow, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
Better tell ya hoe, get doe (Keep getting that doe)
All I know is chefing up dope
Break it down and get it ready for the fiends to smoke
It's the true to be paid, nightmares you're broke
You'd rather have Freddy and Jason come slit your throat
In this life we live in, cash rules everything
I'm married too my riches, fuck bitches and wedding rings
Push the peddle to the metal while you're still peddling
Forever in the fast lane, never settling
Get dough, sniff blow, get some more, get a O of some dro
Blow some doe with my hoe
You might see me at the MO MO with a thick chako
I'm a giant robot, you Johnny Saco
Stacking up my chips like Esay at King Taco
Hot like tobasco like me, but you're not though
Hoes they love to lick on my balls
Drop to they knees and crawl like a dog
All I know is getting that doe
Getting that dough, getting that doe
Hoes they love to lick on my balls
Drop to they knees and crawl like a dog
All I know is getting that doe
Getting that dough, getting that doe
I need my skrilla my Frietos
My fetty fetty fetty
My cheddy cheddy cheddy
But ya'll ain't even ready
Like Speedy Gonzey let's chase the cheese fast
Cash over ass, never in a rat trap, tote the gat for that
Pockets stay lumpy, keep the pump with me
Aint no punking me, murder in company
Whip out the chrome for the block of provalone
Or the limburger, screaming murda murda murda
You, your crew, her, him, and them, all get clapped by E-S-H-A-M
You might not be hungry like me
All I know when out in these streets
G-E-T D-O-E
Pay attention muthafucker, you don't know me
You might not be hungry like me
All I know when out in these streets
G-E-T D-O-E
Pay attention muthafucker, you don't know me
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