"Dog Ass" as written by Christopher Dorsey, Christopher Dorsey and N Writer Unknown....
featuring Juvenile



(B.G.)

Ohh man, you fuck that girl friend



Verse 1: (Juvenile)



Girl look at you, with you big fine A$$

What you need to do is let a nigga get behind that

I'm find that spot for you, make it drip

Once it get wet enough for me, I'm let it rip

Now bring it to me, toot it up, don't grab me

She said ooh woo, you doing that daddy

Now take it out, put it where it should be

I don't want nothing but mouth you understood me

I'll hit you with the knuckle hoe, I'm from the 3 (3rd Ward)

Where they say fuck a hoe, fuck a hoe, what I mean is

Get your it right hoe or that's you issue

I been holla at your potna so a nigga ain't gone miss you

Good rittens, matter fact if she don't know how to act

She gone be on the next thing smoking

So How you Luv Dat

BGEEZY (B.G.) you did that but it's all gravy nigga

Let's go get some hood rats!



Chorus:

(Juvenile)

B.G. go on with your Dog A$$

Boy you know you wrong with Dog A$$

(B.G. aka Baby Gangsta)

Say Juve you down bad with your Dog A$$

You done fuck that girl friend with your Dog A$$



Verse 2:

I play the game how it go

A different hoe everynight in my condo

I throw dick like Elway throw a football

I care less but a bitch I fuck friends and all

I'm a nigga that them hoes just can't stand

I'm that nigga that hoes want to be their old man, Respect this

I have you ridin on renzos in the Benzo (Bens)

I beeped your friend have her ducked off in the Maro (Camaro)

I'm cut throat, I her you beefin with your sister I give a fuck hoe

Me & Juve two niggas you can't trust

We from Uptown, we like ice on our nuts hoe

That's how the game go, look

I fuck you you fuck him we don't care

He fuck you fuck me we like this here

I toss a Bitch he toss a bitch that's how we ball

He ain't right, I ain't right, we both dogs



Chorus:



Verse 3: (Juvenile & B.G.)

Broads I use to fuck with be try'n to get me killed now

Now I gotta carry that thing on the battlefield now

I could slow down with my girl and try to keep it real now

Hoes use to play me close I wonder how they fell now

They don't have a man that's gonna help with they bills now

Begging me to come back tellin me they gonna chill now

You know I got a mill now, climbing up the hill now

Shining up my grill now, protected by the steel now

(B.G.)

Hoes know Lil Duggey (B.G.) ain't right

I fuck you yesterday fucking your best friend tonight

I'm a dog it ain't no secret I be grilling bitches

You full of that poppa watchout cause I be wilding bitches

I know you go let me slang that dick cause it's mine hoe

I know you go let me do my thing I like to shine hoe

I know you gone respect my mind and let a nigga ball

I know you gone respect my mind and let me be a dog

With my Dog A$$







Chorus:

(Juvenile)

B.G. go on with your Dog A$$

Boy you know you wrong with Dog A$$

(B.G. aka Baby Gangsta)

Say Juve you down bad with your Dog A$$

You done fuck that girl friend with your Dog A$$

(Repeat Once)

Cash Money go on with they Dog A$$

They got it goin on with they Dog A$$


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"Dog Ass" as written by Terius Gray Byron O. Thomas

Lyrics © Ultra Tunes

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