Lyrics: My Dawg ♪ Lil Wayne feat HoodyBaby

My Dawg Lyrics

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My Dawg Lyrics

[Hook/Chorus – HoodyBaby]
That’s my dog for sure
That’s my dawg
We pulling up in the Rolls
Me and my dawg “me and my dawg”
To get all my dawgs back, I’d give up all you hoes
To get all my dawgs back, I’d give up all you hoes

[Verse 1 – HoodyBaby]
HoodyBaby really really rich
HoodyBaby pull up with the clique “hello”
Hoody creeping rolling with the six
Now I’m in a ‘Rari bumping Nip
Black and yellow b—–s on my stick
Black and yellow, treat me like I’m Wiz
Hustle in Atlanta like I’m TIP
“Brrrrr, hello?”
College b—h tweaking for my d–k
Hit her college park like I’m T-t
I want turkey pasta with the shrimp
That ain’t have s–t to do with this
30 b—–s telling me I’m the s–t
Juice man screaming 32
Juice man screaming 32
O.J. know my number’s 36
Diamonds crip walking on my chest
Sent a package right to Bouldercrest
I heard your boy sippin Quali y’all some qualiticians
Yeah we politic but f–k a politician
You be smoking Bobby Brown, new edition

[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne]
Run off with your b—h, she change her number
Run into another b—h and fumble
Money talking more than Bryant Gumbel
Too much s–t on my mind, I need a plumber
Made love to a w—e and changed my number
Pull up on a boat like I’m Columbus
Tongue all in her throat, all in her tunnel
P—y monster, I’ma need a muzzle
Wake up Sunday night and go to LIV
A b—h back at the crib tryna live
A pool in the back, I let her swim
I give her phone back and let her film
Free will like the goodwill
She real thick, waist real lil
Weed real bright, it look teal
Coke real white, it look clear
0 to 100 to a mil
From nothing to something, to a big deal

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Gotta keep it trill in the field
I ain’t Cash Money no more
And I put some carats on my b—h’s wrist
Put some carats on my b—h’s fist
Put some carats in my b—h’s ears
I came fast money, let’s go
And my heart goes out to Vegas, keep it real
I just met some strippers on the strip
Flew ’em to Miami, take a trip
Flew ’em back to Vegas with some gifts
That’s just how it is, is, is
Ain’t tricking if you got it, n—a rich
I feel like satan, n—a lit
Dedication 666
G-Wagon on six wheels
They in they feelings, f–k how n—-s feel

Coke in the car, man it’s no more bills
I’m sipping (?), the holy seal
This is that codeine overkill
My mud colder than Soldier Field
In love but all these hoes is weird
These hair triggers, I might grow a beard
Brazy a-s but you know the drill
I’m way up there, you right over here
Have you ever seen the light hit my grill?
I stand there and smile in the mirror
Snap my fingers, dollars appear
Out of nowhere and I don’t do L’s
And I married the mob when I was like twelve
Turned out well like Tom and Giselle
Ain’t reading texts ’cause I’m reading checks

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I don’t text ’cause that is finger s-x
Then I’m turning off my ringer next
Airplane mode, no I’ma need a jet
I’m dope babe, I need a needle set
Chains rock it, can’t see the neck
Pockets crowded like the Beatles set
I drop it off and gave Ms. Cita that
Whip milky, I’ma sip filthy
I sip this s–t just like it’s healthy
Who spilt it, wait my b—h guilty?
Uber Uber, she’ll be missed dearly
Sincerely, yeah it’s yours truly
Call me Tune, the hoes call me Tunechi
Rocking Louis while the pot brewing
With a Chinese b—h that look like (?)
Told the straight hoes I’m taken
Told the gay hoes I’m vacant
Took some diamonds out her old bracelet
Put ’em on the quotes in my statements
I’m a born slanger, a born slanger
One more time, I’m a born slanger
Draco like a volcano

You can f–k around and get your stars spangled
Burberry, yeah your b—h staring
I look very good, good very
It ain’t all about the werewolf
It’s all about what the wolf wearing
You a popped cherry, yeah a cherry bomb
We everywhere like the Marriott
Shots sprayed like malaria
Hit your head like a triceritops
For my dawg, I’ll kill you and your ho
Yeah me and my dawg, we put another on the road
Hold up my female dawg, she ’bout to put on a show
But to get my dawg back, I’d give up all of these hoes

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