Future, Young Scooter - DOH DOH lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Future, Young Scooter - DOH DOH lyrics]

Count it up, count it up, count it up
I get more, more, more super
They jacking, they got me bad count up
Money bring power, ask your hoe, hoe, hoe
Yeah (Zaytoven) skrrt, skrrt

Take no days off, I get dough, dough, dough
Lift the AK up, swangin' door, door, doors
36 ounces raw, I smell blow, blow, blow
(remix) count it up, count it up, count
It up, I get more, more, more
(count up)
Space couped up, can't go slow, slow, slow
(skrrt, skrrt)
Hundred shooters, they all go, go, go
I need a M n' M for a show, show, show
Summer lit now, damn, we want dough, dough
Dough (Freebandz)

I got cho, I got blow, fifty racks
We used to swing the dough (yeah)
Six trap houses in a row, I'm shooting dice
Bank ten or four (trap)
Future get a mil' a show
That's why my fucking price is low (yeah)
220 on the dash, nigga
You know how fast the Aston go (skrrt)
Road running, 20 East
You know I got the package though (finesse)
1, 2 or 3, I got that dope boy a magic bowl
Most you niggas gon' fold
All my niggas on go
Super good in the streets
Name a place I can't go (street)
Real talk nigga
I've been street before Bankroll (yeah)
I can still touch a mill'
Cash when the bank close
Quarter mill' every month
That's just for my payroll
Lost a hundred racks a day ago
Got it back today though
No days off, we be chasing them M's (work)
Young Scooter got them trees
I ain't talking 'bout timbs (fo' sure)
I got bullshit work but still
I jump out the gym (remix)
Treat the trap like Nipsey Hussle
You know all money in (count up)

Take no days off, I get dough, dough, dough
Lift the AK up, swangin' door, door, doors
36 ounces raw, I smell blow, blow, blow
(remix) count it up, count it up, count
It up, I get more, more, more
(count up)
Space couped up, can't go slow, slow, slow
(skrrt, skrrt)
Hundred shooters, they all go, go, go
I need a M n' M for a show, show, show
Summer lit now, yeah, we want dough, dough
Dough (Freebandz)

Pa-blo cha-po
Cuban link, Cas-tro count it fast
Tur-bo (brr) big bags, coco
One thousand grams in a kilo
They jacking, they got me back in beast mode
(2) i'm taxing, I hit the bank and reload
(reload)
The coupe, it went to space, ten fold (chuu)
Treat me like Bin Laden
Pluto but I'm going to Saturn (gone)
I made her fuck my Patek (Patek)
I turned her into a baddy (baddy)
Put eight new whips in traffic (woo)
My watch come out the casket
Our love is everlasting (yeah)
Money wrapped up in plastic
365 ducking po-po-pos
Truck loads coming to your door, door, door
24 hours like a store, store, store
(Freebandz)
Money bring power, ask your hoe, hoe, hoe

Take no days off, I get dough, dough, dough
Lift the AK up, swangin' door, door, doors
36 ounces raw, I smell blow, blow, blow
(remix) count it up, count it up, count
It up, I get more, more, more
(count up)
Space couped up, can't go slow, slow, slow
(skrrt, skrrt)
Hundred shooters, they all go, go, go
I need a M n' M for a show, show, show
Summer lit now, yeah, we want dough, dough
Dough (Freebandz)

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