Doug Dimmadome lyrics

[Opening]

(Uh, Dylvinci got the code, wait, yuh, uh, oh, my, gosh)
I had this thot on my phone
This folks they can hit up my phone
Lame ass n*gga want me on a song
Lame ass, we cannot get along
n*gga so real that sh*t got totaled
I leave a stark, like a n*gga tony
And this b*tch head, Yeah blow me
She only know i be doing the most
Stop dissing on me turn you to a ghost
Im all about bread yeah n*gga toast
One top to your head n*gga thats a [?]
Money on your head, its that top like the dimmadome
I dont wanna talk but that n*gga got plenty phones
He said he got lots but i told that boy give me some
I keep me a stich just a n*gga like lilo
I knew you a snitch in that boy, ratatouille
I somеthing like [?] Way i got tooly
And i might just dance on a b*tch like im toosiе
And this b*tch soo wet man that sh*t like jacuzzi
And these n*gga a joke man that n*gga soo goofy
And you know i stay from the ops tryna do me
Dont wanna talk to your b*tch show me boobies
[Verse 2]

Show me boo
Stay on the block like the boonies
I bet i put you in [?]
Soo much money better sue me
I got that zip on my juice
I got these dior boots
You ain't seen these in a group

[Final verse]

(Uh, wait, wait, wait, uh, oh, my, gosh)
I had this thot on my phone
This folks they can hit up my phone
Lame ass n*gga want me on a song
Lame ass, we cannot get along
n*gga so real that sh*t got totalled
I leave a stark, like a n*gga tony
And this b*tch head, Yeah blow me
She only know i be doing the most
Stop dissing on me turn you to a ghost
Im all about bread yeah n*gga toast
One top to your head n*gga thats a [?]
Money on your head, its that top like the dimmadome