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Lil Wayne

Miss My Dawgs

 

Miss My Dawgs


Man, I miss my dawgs
The ones I pick up for, ain't never missed a call
Plotting to get it popping, we had plans to get it all
Wishing you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars
(Ride these foreign cars)
Man, I miss my dawgs
Thugging on the block, really, pistol in the drawers
Tryna make it out the hood, my dawg had a cause
Fuck all the ops and fuck the law, they did him fraud
(They did him fraud)

My dawg is one who ride for me
They wouldn't try me for a body, they gon' slide for free
Wherever I be stepping, they on side of me
Bros over hoes, built off loyalty and honesty
My dawgs kept it honest with me, no, if, and's or probably's
You ain't my dawg if we ain't ever did no robberies
We had a cause, we was tryna hit the lottery
Young niggas ball, we was making it out of poverty
We did our thang, we did our thang, we did it properly
Tell on your dawgs, I'll never
When I could tell 'em something slick, I'm too clever
I wish my dogs more life, Hugh Hefner
You know I wrote this for my steppers

Man, I miss my dawgs
The ones I pick up for, ain't never missed a call
Plotting to get it popping, we had plans to get it all
Wishing you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars
(Ride these foreign cars)
Man, I miss my dawgs
Thugging on the block, really, pistol in the drawers
Tryna make it out the hood, my dawg had a cause
Fuck all the ops and fuck the law, they did him fraud
(They did him fraud)

Man, I miss my dawgs
Bad ass memories, but I can't forget my dawgs
Niggas act like kittens, tryna scratch a nigga off
All my niggas pits and I spit like a Saint Bernard (Grrr)
I don't bark though, that's my dawg show
She a dawg hoe, she on all fours
Where my dawgs at? At the crossroads
If all dawgs go to heaven, then my dawgs go
Yeah, dog food
I be eating pussy like dog food
Only God can judge me, no law school
Her tongue stick out her mouth and her jaws drool
I'm in a double R, no roof, roof, nigga
And I want that smoke too like soup too, nigga
I'm a big dog like Snoop too, nigga
I fuck wit' YG like woop, woop, nigga
No goof troop, nigga, I'ma dawg

Man, I miss my dawgs
The ones I pick up for, ain't never missed a call
Plotting to get it popping, we had plans to get it all
Wishing you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars
(Ride these foreign cars)
Man, I miss my dawgs
Thugging on the block, really, pistol in the drawers
Tryna make it out the hood, my dawg had a cause
Fuck all the ops and fuck the law, they did him fraud
(They did him fraud)

done

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