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Mr. Door Kicker

 

Mr. Door Kicker

(album: The Collection - 2022)


Go
(Stribb on the beat)
Yeah
Backdoor
Backdoor, Backdoor, Backdoor
Yeah

It's the big Mr. Door kicker, Wock', not liquor
In this bitch with a froze wrista, two gold diggers
All this ice, I go chinchilla, serial killer
Big, Big Backdoor just getting bigger, ate like dinner

On a plane making it take me home
I was so sad, I looked around, all these babies gone
1080 army, a navy home
I put that switch on the back of that bitch, now that's my favorite one
Welcome to where the pots get scraped
Uh, get my bitch straight
Nigga, no more mixtapes
This shit just works of art
Like a dictator, I dictate
Whip 'til my wrist break
Tell security hit the gate
Niggas let me demonstrate
Love when they give the hate
Chops on the dinner date
Plug send me plenty weight
Go and get it, them don't wait
Ayy, fuck niggas, them gon' hate
Ayy, bitches fuck 'cause they cake
Ayy, everybody love you late
Ayy, smoking thoinks, smoke my vape
O at the end, 108
Oh, that's your friend? She okay
Big body Benz, GMA
Stacking chip, Frito Lay
They wait and see what C4 say
Drop dots, niggas DOA
Ayy, on Hots
I'ma up if I'm seeing his face
Self-dense, I was beating the case
We just beat this bitch down, kicked her out right after
Can't get this bitch no towel, probably got some napkins
Ayy, all these niggas know now that I wasn't bapping
This bitch gon' be a throat down if that's what you asking
Uh, bitches coming back to back to back to back, Backdoor
Uh, this his bitch, that's a fact that Backdoor will not know
She don't have to go, bitch just get in back of Door
Racks on racks, I'm stacking 'cho
No Dan, but this shit dapper, though
Uh, if they looking for me, that's some shit I'd rather know
Yeah, yeah, know I'm coming, watch your door, nigga, your backer door
Uh, bitch asked is I'm fucking bitches like she have to know, uh
I don't wan' argue, tell her no, lied, she already know

It's the big Mr. Door kicker, Wock', not liquor
In this bitch with a froze wrista, two gold diggers
All this ice, I go chinchilla, serial killer
Big, Big Backdoor just getting bigger, ate like dinner
It's the big Mr. Door kicker, Wock', not liquor
In this bitch with a froze wrista, two gold diggers
All this ice, I go chinchilla, serial killer
Big, Big Backdoor just getting bigger, ate like dinner

done

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