Doughboyz Cashout – Da Mob lyrics

[Quis]
Crispy!
Cruising down the mile, blowin loud with my rich b**h
steering with my left hand showin how my wrist gliss
Knew that I would come up,
but I didn’t think it’d be this quick
Shoutout to them n***as that I used to hit licks with
7 mile better pile, been a man since a child
used to be in school with my hand up a girl blouse
when my daddy when to jail, ain’t none of his boys come around
or help me when I was down, so its f** them n***as now
Lames tryin to steal our styles, imitators everywhere
But they rockin ice that Kid wouldn’t let Amari wear
No matter where the f** I’m at, I hold my chain in the air
They don’t like 7 mile n***as, but I don’t care
b**hes stare when we in attendance, pockets filled up with spinach
I love my life and all the people thats in it (Doughboyz)
Hold up wait for a minute, I got some sh** to explain,
we didn’t respond to diss songs cause them n***as was lame
[Josh]
Ain’t none of my n***as stravin,
from Crispy Quis to Lil Marvin
If you still broke n***a, you must be retarded
Bronx syle rolex, quick like boflex
A weak n***a grindin, he gets no s**
Old b**h mad at me, she gets no text
She strippin now so tell me whats next
Off to Fedex, 200 to catch
I’m a boss lil dog, go and fetch
[Payroll]
Awwww sh** fenkell in this b**h (4-1)
Keep the iron so I’m never wrinkled in this b**h
White diamonds looking like a kilo on my wrist
Ice cubes in my chain so I can debo me a b**h
They say we lyin’ in our raps n***a tell that to the feds
Haters say a n***a broke b**h tell that to my bread (f** on)
Ain’t nothing change but the quality of ice
And I wear louie every day like n***as wear knives
I’mma cashout rich n***a (b**h)
If I tell my plug send them, them b**hes getting sent
It could be just ten or a hundred of them sh**s
Them b**hes getting flipped vacume seals getting ripped
[Delon HBK]
YAE YAE
All these n***as hatin’ tell me one thing what yo pockets bout
Thats why yo main b**h can’t wait till my n***a roc get out
My braclet for your life
My n***a I wouldn’t even swap it out
Everywhere I go I put the ave on and shouted out
Made a promise to myself I’m never going broke again

Ride past the club two times and make you choke again
Red bottles snake skin gucci n***a cobra skin
If I don’t know nothing b**h best believe I know to win.
[Doughboy Clay]
In a clique full hustlers so getting money ain’t an option
Stay going hard even though the feds watching
You say you getting money little boy you need to stop it
Took a trip with Don michaels came back with our apartment
How your a** getting money when ain’t no gra** in your yard
And you really walking light and you really bringing hard
Im a misbelieveing god n***a dope, gangs and d**
n***as f** with DBC, because they know that we the plug.
[Doughboy Maine]
Brightmo maine
14 carrots not 2 that’s just one chain
Bossed down bands two wrist’s that just one hand
2 bad b**hes 1 me, hotel suite
The night you wish for that’s every other week for me
Damn my b**h such a freak well lets do it
It’s a bounty on my chains somebody blew it
Let a real n***a do it if u just gon’ stand there
These b**hes want money and I’m bout to make it rain here
[Doughboy Chaz]
Phone slappin’
Turning down mills from major deals
Iced my rolie out cause I hate seeing stainless steel
Living mob life for real
f** models from brazil
My n***a jordan trigga happy, shoot yo a** quick as hell
My daughter stay gucci down, own every pair
n***a making diss songs don’t nobody f**ing care
When you own top n***a everybody stare
DBC run the city n***a f** anybody else
Stack for a feature n***a this ain’t no joke
Pull up for a show impossible to go broke
All this ice on me make a bad b**h choke
Every b**h that s** me up gon’ choke
[Doughboy Dre]
I got pounds of the reggies balling like a pacer
Henny XO straight shot no chaser
So f** a hater and f** a broke a** b**h
Doughboyz Cashout we already rich
f**ing with tip in the A drinking aviaon
So stop playing like you know us you don’t know Delon
And you don’t know me I get it by the whole p
Bad pretty b**h long hair, she wanna blow me
I blow up by the oz then call a couple thousand
The n***as keep hatin but my money keep piling
And my n***as be walling
My goons be trippin
40 on my hip nah b**h I’m never slippin’ (never)

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