Man, I miss my dawgs The ones I pick up for, ain´t never missed a call Plottin´ to get it poppin´, we had plans to get it all Wishin´ you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars
(Ride these foreign cars) Man, I miss my dawgs Thuggin´ 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 steppin´, 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 makin´ 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 somethin´ 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 Plottin´ to get it poppin´, we had plans to get it all Wishin´ you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars (Ride these foreign cars)
Man, I miss my dawgs Thuggin´ 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 eatin´ 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 Plottin´ to get it poppin´, we had plans to get it all Wishin´ you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars (Ride these foreign cars) Man, I miss my dawgs
Thuggin´ 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)