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Lyrify.me

By the Dozen by Myazwe Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2018

[Hook]
Double dutchin, double stuffin
Going all the way in cause it’s all or nothin
So many temptations around I feel like David Ruffin
Bitches faded off the goose, drowning by the dozen
We been up to something
All up on me, gotta tell shorty I’m not for loving
Bitch is off the goose, drowning by the dozen
Drown em by the dozen
Drown em by the dozen
But we could never love em

[Verse 1]
First things first, skittles and a blunt for breakfast
Check the drawer for my necklace, that’s on my checklist
Shawty in my bed fuckin me with no protection
Met her last night in my VIP section
Oh I hate how sometimes I be acting so reckless
Always waking up asking myself more questions
How the last 3 nights you done lost all recollection
Wound up in a presidential suite, bitches naked
Yeah, shit really been like that though
Way my line boomin you would think I work a trap phone
Pull up to the club, in a Benz matte black chrome
Don’t remember how I even got here, I been that gone
Straight wildin off the goose, jumping all up on the couch
Hands all up on some booty, shawty saying come to my house
Only 11:30, questioning if I’ll make it out
Next moment we making out, fast forward, she naked now, yeah
[Hook]
Double dutchin, double stuffin
Going all the way in cause it’s all or nothin
So many temptations around I feel like David Ruffin
Bitches faded off the goose, drowning by the dozen
We been up to somethin
All up on me, gotta tell shorty I’m not for lovin
Bitch is off the goose, drowning by the dozen
Drown em by the dozen
Drown em by the dozen
But we could never love em

[Verse 2]
Oh, I come alive in the night time, yeah
I’ll eat ya pie at the right time, yeah
Make you feel numb like some white lines
Give it to ya from 6 to 7, that’s prime time
Young with an attitude, intelligent as fuck
Got a knack for spitting game, could mack your hoe, won’t spend a buck
Got her driving across the city to see me and quickly fuck
Deep throating it like a champ, she really eating me up
Swear that she can’t get enough
She want a young rap nigga
Love the way I walk, way I dance with no hands nigga
Spit it so well, spent no bands nigga
And she still gon end up in my bed with no pants nigga
To the south of France nigga, we gon head there in the morning
Mile high club, on the plane shawty moaning
Don’t know how it got like this, shit just keeps on going
Like when I be on the beat and I can’t stop flowing
[Hook]
Double dutchin, double stuffin
Going all the way in cause it’s all or nothin
So many temptations around I feel like David Ruffin
Bitches faded off the goose, drowning by the dozen
We been up to something
All up on me, gotta tell shorty I’m not for loving
Bitch is off the goose, drowning by the dozen
Drown em by the dozen
Drown em by the dozen
But we could never love em