Wale, 2 Chainz - GetMeDoe lyrics
Tauheed Epps
[Wale, 2 Chainz - GetMeDoe lyrics]
Get me doe, get me doe
Where your hood at nigga, get me doe
Get me doe, get me doe
My nigga let 'em know where y'all from
And tell me where y'all from
Hol' up tell me where y'all from in here
Tell me where y'all from in here
Long hair, I don't give a fuck
Last night I prayed that God
Would make a Bentley truck
Get the bucks quick as fuck and
I got my semi tucked
But if I pull my semi out, Aflac
You better duck ask me where I'm from I
Should tell you no lies
So many niggas with me you would
Think I work for Verizon
Ok enough with the lyin'
You know I'm tougher than iron
And everything I do it big I'm
Talkin' Christopher Wallace
So much money on me that it
Won't fit in my wallets
And these are Rock & Republics so
It won't fit in my pockets
Swagger on a trillion so you
Divide it by five
That mean it still on a billion
Survive like Destiny's Child
Turnt up, word up, chains hang to my sternum
Favorite room is my kitchen
I came up with the yola
You know I live for today
And I'mma do it to death
I'm so fresh I spell South with a F
Get me doe, get me doe
Where your hood at nigga, get me doe
Get me doe, get me doe
My nigga let 'em know where y'all from
And tell me where y'all from
Hol' up tell me where y'all from in here
Tell me where y'all from in here
God damn 1-4 we see y'all in here homes
God damn
Hey 106 cool down mane, cool down slim
The fuck man hey, tell me where y'all from
Look, motherfuck that other side
Motherfuck that other side
Shittin' on these niggas must been
Something in that humble pie
Look get me doe, somebody get me doe
The broad call me daddy
She call you get me those
Ralph doe, up top to the south doe
Fuck all of that back talk wherever I
Go I make the cap go
Crack flow without trap doe
Still stackin' my racks doe
Since All Daz I got them out the way
Like 640 at a back show
Waddup MoCo, my old home if you don't know
How I ball like number 10
Me and lil' Muhammad that 1-4
Get me doe, 40?
Shout out Mayfair, this city cold
Y'all stay fair
Word up, chain go for a hundred
To a drive-by out in quarters
Bowie State no alumni
Bennett park out to Buckhead
In the Chi with some youngins
And since J wall came to town
I know some cats in Kentucky
Get me doe, get me doe
Where your hood at nigga, get me doe
Get me doe, get me doe
My nigga let 'em know where y'all from
And tell me where y'all from
Hol' up tell me where y'all from in here
Tell me where y'all from in here
Where your hood at nigga, get me doe
Get me doe, get me doe
My nigga let 'em know where y'all from
And tell me where y'all from
Hol' up tell me where y'all from in here
Tell me where y'all from in here
Long hair, I don't give a fuck
Last night I prayed that God
Would make a Bentley truck
Get the bucks quick as fuck and
I got my semi tucked
But if I pull my semi out, Aflac
You better duck ask me where I'm from I
Should tell you no lies
So many niggas with me you would
Think I work for Verizon
Ok enough with the lyin'
You know I'm tougher than iron
And everything I do it big I'm
Talkin' Christopher Wallace
So much money on me that it
Won't fit in my wallets
And these are Rock & Republics so
It won't fit in my pockets
Swagger on a trillion so you
Divide it by five
That mean it still on a billion
Survive like Destiny's Child
Turnt up, word up, chains hang to my sternum
Favorite room is my kitchen
I came up with the yola
You know I live for today
And I'mma do it to death
I'm so fresh I spell South with a F
Get me doe, get me doe
Where your hood at nigga, get me doe
Get me doe, get me doe
My nigga let 'em know where y'all from
And tell me where y'all from
Hol' up tell me where y'all from in here
Tell me where y'all from in here
God damn 1-4 we see y'all in here homes
God damn
Hey 106 cool down mane, cool down slim
The fuck man hey, tell me where y'all from
Look, motherfuck that other side
Motherfuck that other side
Shittin' on these niggas must been
Something in that humble pie
Look get me doe, somebody get me doe
The broad call me daddy
She call you get me those
Ralph doe, up top to the south doe
Fuck all of that back talk wherever I
Go I make the cap go
Crack flow without trap doe
Still stackin' my racks doe
Since All Daz I got them out the way
Like 640 at a back show
Waddup MoCo, my old home if you don't know
How I ball like number 10
Me and lil' Muhammad that 1-4
Get me doe, 40?
Shout out Mayfair, this city cold
Y'all stay fair
Word up, chain go for a hundred
To a drive-by out in quarters
Bowie State no alumni
Bennett park out to Buckhead
In the Chi with some youngins
And since J wall came to town
I know some cats in Kentucky
Get me doe, get me doe
Where your hood at nigga, get me doe
Get me doe, get me doe
My nigga let 'em know where y'all from
And tell me where y'all from
Hol' up tell me where y'all from in here
Tell me where y'all from in here
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