If It Wasnt For The Cloak by The Doppelgangaz Lyrics
[Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
A pair of shorts and grey Uggs
Down in Queensland snacking on some Moreton bay bugs yum
Permanently sport a Ye shrug
Sipping moonshine pour your ass a quart and say chug, ay
Usually stay smug
But today I think I might just go support a stray pug yea
Shorty with the big jugs
Said Matter ov Fact come give me a hug you big lug yo
A nigga valentine prone
Got shorties steady showing me they're palatine bones agh
Keep it clandestine Joan
Nobody got to know we had the grandest time known
And she got the hardware
With the pube patch
Thicker than some St. Bernard hair fuck it
All my niggas got thousand yard stares out here
Tryna get a matching house and yard chairs
[Hook]
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been gone on a killing spree
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been jumped off the Tappan Zee
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been a threat to both you and me
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
Yo one more time if it wasn’t for the cloak
[Verse 2: EP]
Gangaz really out here, moving on excursions
Never not without beer, shawties ain’t no virgins
Living life without fear, ‘cus thats just a diversion
Money and the trout near so keep it on your persons
Whether she jerk Gherkins, shaped like a triangle or a pear
She’s well aware a Ganga lit off the angel’s share
Can be a real pain in the rear
Abstain from the brain but slain the derriere
Intriguing as it may be
A Ganga misinformed, sworn she had a butt baby
Played me, now your four tents missing
With the stored cents for your poor dentition Agh
Had too much rust at the prelim, trying to get a win
But much to his chagrin
Got two phones with dual sim
On a whim, sip a Moscow Mule but use gin
[Hook]
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been gone on a killing spree
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been jumped off the Tappan Zee
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been a threat to both you and me
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
Yo one more time if it wasn’t for the cloak
A pair of shorts and grey Uggs
Down in Queensland snacking on some Moreton bay bugs yum
Permanently sport a Ye shrug
Sipping moonshine pour your ass a quart and say chug, ay
Usually stay smug
But today I think I might just go support a stray pug yea
Shorty with the big jugs
Said Matter ov Fact come give me a hug you big lug yo
A nigga valentine prone
Got shorties steady showing me they're palatine bones agh
Keep it clandestine Joan
Nobody got to know we had the grandest time known
And she got the hardware
With the pube patch
Thicker than some St. Bernard hair fuck it
All my niggas got thousand yard stares out here
Tryna get a matching house and yard chairs
[Hook]
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been gone on a killing spree
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been jumped off the Tappan Zee
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been a threat to both you and me
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
Yo one more time if it wasn’t for the cloak
[Verse 2: EP]
Gangaz really out here, moving on excursions
Never not without beer, shawties ain’t no virgins
Living life without fear, ‘cus thats just a diversion
Money and the trout near so keep it on your persons
Whether she jerk Gherkins, shaped like a triangle or a pear
She’s well aware a Ganga lit off the angel’s share
Can be a real pain in the rear
Abstain from the brain but slain the derriere
Intriguing as it may be
A Ganga misinformed, sworn she had a butt baby
Played me, now your four tents missing
With the stored cents for your poor dentition Agh
Had too much rust at the prelim, trying to get a win
But much to his chagrin
Got two phones with dual sim
On a whim, sip a Moscow Mule but use gin
[Hook]
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been gone on a killing spree
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been jumped off the Tappan Zee
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been a threat to both you and me
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
Yo one more time if it wasn’t for the cloak