2 Chainz, Skooly - I’ma Dog lyrics

Okay you know that I'm illy
My home is worth a milli'
My flow is 'bout money
And I still ain't got no ceiling
If I get a deally, it's no big deally
Cause I'ma ride your bitch and
I'ma pop a fuckin' wheelie
Yeah I got flavor, I'm about paper
Doin' me daily, that's a mothafuckin' favor
And I got acres, I never met my neighbors
Got her on the D and
I ain't talkin' 'bout Decatur
This that yellow paper
Yeah I'm talkin' murder from the South side
Where all my niggas server
All my niggas workers
They know how to get it see I'ma dog
Come in your yard and take a shit

First I fuck her, then I feed her
I'ma dog her, then I leave her
Off the chain, I'm off the leash
I do my thang, it ain't no secret
I'm the man would you believe it?
I do my thang it ain't no secret

I'ma dog, I'ma dog, I'ma, I'ma dog
I'ma dog, I'ma dog, I'ma, I'ma ball
I'ma dog, I'ma dog, I'ma, I'ma dog
I'ma dog, I'ma ball, I'ma, I'ma ball

Dreads underneath my skully
Name brand on my skully
Two bad bitches ridin' with me
And I'm still tryna fuck they buddies
Still sippin' on that muddy
Still tryna get this money
Niggas start tryna fuck with me
Niggas gon' leave here dirty
Niggas gon' leave here buried
Niggas gon' leave in a hurry
A nigga start tryna fuck with me
A nigga gon' leave here early
I put the work out like recess
Big feet on my car, t-Rex
I pull a titty out like eject
Might shoot a nigga right in the v-neck
You know that I rock with the DJ's and me
And your ho and my ho is on 3-way
I'm killin' these niggas like over
And over and over, instant replay
My dog just caught a 30
Might dog a ho out in public
Got 30 rounds in my 223, when
I ride with my dog, we thuggin'

First I fuck her, then I feed her
I'ma dog her, then I leave her
Off the chain, I'm off the leash
I do my thang, it ain't no secret
I'm the man would you believe it?
I do my thang it ain't no secret

I'ma dog, I'ma dog, I'ma, I'ma dog
I'ma dog, I'ma dog, I'ma, I'ma ball
I'ma dog, I'ma dog, I'ma, I'ma dog
I'ma dog, I'ma ball, I'ma, I'ma ball