Tapanga

Bitch it's D.R. you feel me go crazy This for the hoes, hide yo bitch Its D.R. Da Rula I make the bangers and I keep a banger She wanna f*ck cause this ring on my finger Wont tie her down, put no ring on her finger Young wild boy I like the danger Don't wanna hear yo mouth I deal with anger I swear I just wanna get mouth from a singer She say her pussy lips look like Topanga's After I hit it I couldn't even name her She don't wanna f*ck with me I cannot blame her That's what the alcohol do you heard Jamie All of that Henny turned me to a stranger I want the money don't wanna be famous Momma behind on a couple of payments The f*ck is you saying boy I am not playing I can not do no show unless you paying I need me a Ranger, a Coup, and a Benz Remember we had to shoot moves for them ends Just to get back to hood and show love Spend it all just be broke again Never again, never again Provide for the family I don't got no friends This is my brother, no this ain't my mans If we got 10 we gone split the gram If you touch my brother I might hit yo mans Don't need no Xans We don't do swine cant f*ck with no hams I heard my ex just got back with her ex Tell her I'm finna go marry these bands This could be us but you fucked up the plan This could be lust but I'm gone hit again Don't wanna be friends Don't wanna be sober I'm losing my memory Yo how do I know you I got a new lens I got a new focus Listen to me I usually quit it but I'm gone keep going I'm back on my job I got straight to the motions I ain't got no time for no sneak-dissing type nigga Wine sipping ole in my feelings bitch type nigga What No Where the hoes bro I keep the piece on me case its commotion Closed casket left a nigga open How he want war, he ain't a soldier Niggas tired of watching over shoulders I look like money but I am not folding I don't pray for money I pray to be chosen I don't choose on bitches that's too many choices I just want my watch and my chain to be golden Golden child and she know it Touching down, if she throw it F*ck her to my mixtape and every song she cum to bet she gone promote it Tha'ts Da Rula Make her tat it, quote it XXL, all her bitches voting cause the dick potent Everybody caught a contact These ain't dime bags all these bitches choking I'm a lumberjack the woods rolling Cant put this fire out I'm still smoking I'm on 94 I'm still floating Swerving out the lane like the wheel broken Gotta slow it down, 12 will notice That the seal open and the steel poking Hit the plug so the pills stolen You should never ever try to play a D nigga Every O we would kill for it I lost my feelings cant show no emotion I plot on the top like a wanna be lonely She gave me top right outside of the Coney I ain't even want it I just sit back while I wait on my moment Yeah bitch This 9 on my side it look like an exponent Just ready to knock the opp out my opponent If you mention D.R. the Doc gone get on you nigga If you mention D.R. the Doc gone get on you nigga