Duh Duh Duh
Dom Corleo feat Veeze
paroles Dom Corleo Duh Duh Duh

Dom Corleo - Duh Duh Duh Lyrics & Traduction

[Dom Corleo]
Duh-duh-duh
Yeah, huh, duh-duh-duh
Haha, yeah, huh, duh-duh-duh
Yeah

[Dom Corleo]
I'm taking a shot at these bitches (Duh-duh-duh)
'Boutta flex on the whole fuckin' world
Got on Ricochet, diamonds, and pearls (Do it)
Got the Jeremy paired up with the floral (Duh-duh-duh)
I got these muhfuckin' tats on me from the neck down to the sleeve (Down to the sleeve)
But every time I do some shit for these bitches, they wanna get up and leave (They wanna get up and leave)
I'm countin' up all of the cheese (Count it up)
I'm rockin' Ksubi and Supreme (Count it up)
Too much guala on me (Guala)
Pink up, we 'boutta lean (We 'boutta lean)
I'm 'boutta link up the team (Link up the team)
I got too many racks in my jeans (Too many racks)
I got too many bitches to please (Too many racks)
I got too many, too many minks, bitch (Too many thots)

[Dom Corleo]
I like the cat with a mink, ha (Yeah)
Dropping it low, she got a tan, huh (She got a-, dropping it low, she got a-)
Came in this bitch, I got bands, huh (Bitch, I got bands)
Glocky on me and it bang, bitch (Glocky on me and it bang)
Surfboard, I'm 'boutta hang, bitch (I'm 'boutta hang)
Surfing, ridin' the wave, bitch (Riding the wave)
Sure thing, you get a flag, bitch (Bitch)
Say hi, you gotta wave, bitch (You gotta wave)

[Veeze]
I'm in the shop right now (Gang)
Call my phone, 'boutta hop out now (Gang, gang, yeah)
That girl cute and I like her style
One Backwood and this ho 3.5
DC Fly , she wildin' out (Brr)
Get in my bed, then dropped her top (Get it)
Head so good might shout her out (Get it, get it)
Checked my watch, it's shot o'clock (Gang)
Too turned up, gotta watch my back (Whoa)
No golden globe, I don't know how to act (Nah)
Black truck, drill lil' bro with the strap (Baow)
Know we gon' stand on business like Slatt (Baow, baow, baow)
In town for the night, I'm just getting to bed (Getting to bed, zzz)
She fucked on my homie, I'm still on her ass (Bih')
That bitch like a blunt, I might hit it then pass
That bitch like a Perky, let's split her in half (Let's split her in half)

[Veeze & Dom Corleo]
Yeah
Duh-duh-duh (Gang, gang, gang)
Duh-duh-duh
Duh-duh-duh

[Dom Corleo]
I'm taking a shot at these bitches (Duh-duh-duh)
'Boutta flex on the whole fuckin' world
Got on Ricochet, diamonds, and pearls (Do it)
Got the Jeremy paired up with the floral (Duh-duh-duh)
I got these muhfuckin' tats on me from the neck down to the sleeve (Down to the sleeve)
But every time I do some shit for these bitches, they wanna get up and leave (They wanna get up and leave)
I'm countin' up all of the cheese (Count it up)
I'm rockin' Ksubi and Supreme (Count it up)
Too much guala on me (Guala)
Pink up, we 'boutta lean (We 'boutta lean)
I'm 'boutta link up the team (Link up the team)
I got too many racks in my jeans (Too many racks)
I got too many bitches to please (Too many racks)
I got too many, too many minks (Too many thots)


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