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The Rangers

What Up Doe

 

What Up Doe

(album: Golden - 2013)


I told her that I go
And then what up, what up doe?
I told her where I'd go,
Hey hey I told her that I'd go
Yeah and then I told her where I'd go
Yeah I told her that I'd go.

[Hook:]
Little mama your bodies, bodies burnin up
Say you like this song gonna turn it up,
I'm a keep it on hundred so I'm tryin to cut
So when we get back to the room,
You should know what's up? what's up?
What up doe? What up, what up doe?
What's up? What up, what up doe?
What's up? What up, what up doe?
What's up? What up, what up doe?

Bitch better say more than high when I say what about
Know a nigga fly, head to toe I got you though
Damn you my type of girl and nobody no lie,
Yeah you got womble but let me see what's on your mind
Let a nigga do, what they gotta do,
To get what he gotta have, my shawty that's you
You, put me in a whole another mood,
Tryin to cut that kay, we can take it to the room,
You minds now, I know this for a fact,
Like your eye browns, all step back,
Kept it one hundred, they don't know nothing bout it,
All these women falling for you,
Young nigga don't doubt it.

[Hook]

Seen her with a click, had to spit, had to say what's up
Versace dress on, a nigga might look up,
I bet you three hundred, I'm a fuck up when she done up,
I bet she wanna run it, like a nigga got the shut up.
She go to work with the best, this chick I hell the ambition
I'm [?] I'm your reject, I swear is got me tricked
She drunk as fuck on instagram, got like on 3000 likes
Can you [?] is what I like so you know might tap it twice
She dancing on ym bed like I'm bout to put the stack out
And taking shouts of mission, you wanna party till she black out
She can tight no more, put it to sleep she ahd a pass out
Fin for the D in my crib is like the black out,

[Hook]

Y'all, what up, what up doe?
Got to let tyou know from your nails, your toes,
The way your hair flows like Meryl in my rose,
Your smile is KO, you ever go to glow,
Her attitude cool heart, cold like the snow,
Can't use it like a tool, she as far from my hoe,
And I'm fucking typical, like the average Joe,
She like to ride with me 'cause I'm balling like her pro,
When I get her home, shahwty out out there
'Cause she know her body just to get away back,
Room is your [?] is a boy, is your fat,
She throw the white flag on that [?] neck.

[Hook]

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