Ay, boi, wat's up, wat's hannenin'? It's ya boy, Young Dro, fuckin' around with me, man I'ma teach ya niggas how to cry, ya keep fuckin' with me I been
and the guy tried to choke her Nigga living in cash, ain?t nothing but a smoker That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game Young brother getting
rent is overdue It took half the pay, and now my life is filled with rainy days But I stashed some dough, how much, you'll ever know It's Doug Fresh,
Crew, Doug Fresh One, two, three, come on Mirror, mirror on the wall Whose is the freshest of them all? I love 'em all but none of y'all is Doug E.
you're pimpin' Hey Chicago, you're pimpin', Mr. Lee you're pimpin' My pops is pimpin', my bro D, he's pimpin' Jay Z, he's pimpin', Diesy is pimpin' Dougie Doug
I don't need to slip 'em any roofies (shit is too easy) Huh, I ain't into cougars, Judge Judy I'm truly unique, too young to "Love Lucy" Raised on the
(2x) Life is like a strip club when you spendin all your money then you get love when you run up out of ones then you throw dougs when you spend up all
out! (no no no no) [Luke yelling over Doug E.Fresh's "Freak it out!" chants] Doug has now turned certified freak, he is freak Give him his card Doug, Doug
is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young
Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young
the CD See what I discovered is y'all snitch lovers I might speak but I don't *** with nobody See what Doug, Jimmy & L.A. don't know These young'ns crossed
Written by Anthony Kenney, Greg Martin, Fred Young, Richard Young, and Doug Phelps From the album "Songs from the Grass String Ranch" Vocals: Fred Young
Written by: teena marie and doug grigsby Hey you, where are you going with that suitcase Naw, put that down, you ain't going nowhere Just reflecting
and don't get wet Then bounce back to the hood and c-walk the set I keep it gangsta all the time An you can ask the doug, insanes, and one-9 'cause i
're vicious Aiyyo dog, you gotta be a gilla nigga, to roll with us A camp full of hardhitters, with no quitters Smackin' the shit out gold diggers when the dough
gettin frustrated, a young folk playin' all the girls elated this nigga talkin' to me bout' his cd, save it, this some shit you need to hit me in the day with call doug