Domo Genesis - Doms lyrics
[Domo Genesis - Doms lyrics]
Shit sound like some, Al Green shit nigga
Yo Doms, please, hit these niggas
Wooooohoohoo, shit whew, this is perfect
This beat is fucking perfect
Hear that, nigga? Everything is perfect
Domo Motherfuckin Genesis
These Bape pants go perfect with these shoes
I want everybody in this motherfucker
Roll a blunt up right now
I do, I like this Bape short
Shoe combination
And I got a Capri Sun in here
A bit of this cold Capri Sun kiwi Strawberry
Dom, hit these niggas, man
I'm a mothafuckin' asshole, it's natural
To act bashful in the presence
Of niggas with cash flow i spaz ho
Laying somewhere close to where
The grass grows
Listening to jazz cause these
Niggas mad trash, yo
And that, kicking dust, my shit is ridiculous
Quickly put my dick in sluts who
Nose tend to be sticking up
Silly niggas, give it up
No person is sick enough
The doctor needs to fix me up, fix me up
Miss nurse in the red shirt
I'mma need some fucking head work
Talk you into anything, with talking
I'm an expert
Just talking to you niggas and it's
Sounding like my best work
Best work? For now, yes
With every drop I'm better
Better than the rest
These niggas apply pressure these niggas
Every verse is lyrically def to these niggas
When that hearse drop
6 feet death for you niggas
Many men opposing me
No success for you niggas
And I'm still on my bullshit
Loc'ing with a full clip
That's the iPhone full of verses
That I could spit preaching to the real
Why he standing at the pulpit
Throwing middle fingers at the
Haters like, "What's good, bitch?"
Nah, really, what's trilly hood, bitch?
Ham I may go, nigga extra mayo
That's the Frigidaire billionaire
Bruce Wayne flow show the fuck out, dunk on
A nigga and just hang, yo
I'm a boss nigga, fuck what it cost nigga
You wanna oppose me? Chalk up a loss nigga
Get lost nigga, out my vicinity
Cause I terminate your kind
Lames is the enemy (Fuck it)
And these haters won't get my energy
T the C, we did it (What?) G (yeah)
And I'm higher than an Asian score on SATs
And yeah, whatever woooo!
Wolf Gang, nigga! (yeah) golf Wang, nigga!
It sound like Hiroshima in this motherfucker
Man real nigga, nigga! (Doms)
Make me smack a motherfucker, nigga (Rrhrhh)
Odd motherfuckin fuckin
Ooh, you don't even know!
I just do it! Nigga! Good job, Dominique!
Bye bye!
Yo Doms, please, hit these niggas
Wooooohoohoo, shit whew, this is perfect
This beat is fucking perfect
Hear that, nigga? Everything is perfect
Domo Motherfuckin Genesis
These Bape pants go perfect with these shoes
I want everybody in this motherfucker
Roll a blunt up right now
I do, I like this Bape short
Shoe combination
And I got a Capri Sun in here
A bit of this cold Capri Sun kiwi Strawberry
Dom, hit these niggas, man
I'm a mothafuckin' asshole, it's natural
To act bashful in the presence
Of niggas with cash flow i spaz ho
Laying somewhere close to where
The grass grows
Listening to jazz cause these
Niggas mad trash, yo
And that, kicking dust, my shit is ridiculous
Quickly put my dick in sluts who
Nose tend to be sticking up
Silly niggas, give it up
No person is sick enough
The doctor needs to fix me up, fix me up
Miss nurse in the red shirt
I'mma need some fucking head work
Talk you into anything, with talking
I'm an expert
Just talking to you niggas and it's
Sounding like my best work
Best work? For now, yes
With every drop I'm better
Better than the rest
These niggas apply pressure these niggas
Every verse is lyrically def to these niggas
When that hearse drop
6 feet death for you niggas
Many men opposing me
No success for you niggas
And I'm still on my bullshit
Loc'ing with a full clip
That's the iPhone full of verses
That I could spit preaching to the real
Why he standing at the pulpit
Throwing middle fingers at the
Haters like, "What's good, bitch?"
Nah, really, what's trilly hood, bitch?
Ham I may go, nigga extra mayo
That's the Frigidaire billionaire
Bruce Wayne flow show the fuck out, dunk on
A nigga and just hang, yo
I'm a boss nigga, fuck what it cost nigga
You wanna oppose me? Chalk up a loss nigga
Get lost nigga, out my vicinity
Cause I terminate your kind
Lames is the enemy (Fuck it)
And these haters won't get my energy
T the C, we did it (What?) G (yeah)
And I'm higher than an Asian score on SATs
And yeah, whatever woooo!
Wolf Gang, nigga! (yeah) golf Wang, nigga!
It sound like Hiroshima in this motherfucker
Man real nigga, nigga! (Doms)
Make me smack a motherfucker, nigga (Rrhrhh)
Odd motherfuckin fuckin
Ooh, you don't even know!
I just do it! Nigga! Good job, Dominique!
Bye bye!