Dough – Key Glock lyrics

Lyrics Dough – Key Glock

Dough lyrics
Ayy I’m runnin’ to the money you know how I’m comin’
Monday ’til Sunday night be thumbin’ thumbin’ thumbin’
Got this bad bitch wit a onion and she got her own money
She say money keep her comin’ but I keep them commas comin’
Yeah yuh another check again
I be killin’ shit lord forgive me for my sins
Yeah my wrist cost a ‘Rari and my earrings cost a Benz
And my bitch is a Barbie my name Key and not Ken
When I fired up my blunt they like “Who fuck broke the wind?”
Double up my cup I sip lean not gin
I be high as fuck it feel like my head spinnin’
But no I ain’t spendin’ no time wit these bitches
Hell nah give me head keep your draws yeah-yeah
Big dawg I don’t know ’bout y’all
Bling-blaow jewelry game Niagara Falls
Stack it tall money in the floor and wall

[Chorus]
One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfuckin’ dough
Ready to make a entrance where my backend bruh?
Because you know I’m ’bout to turn shit up

[Verse 2]
I told her throw that ass back so I can bust it like a bubble
South Memphis nigga in this bitch yeah you know you in trouble
Ain’t nuthin but a P thang baby
Young iced-out nigga going crazy
Paper Route is the label that pays me
Unplayable so please don’t try to play me
Know what I’m sayin? Uh yeah bitch I’m the man
Before you talk raise up your hand yuh
I been runnin’ it up these niggas just been runnin’ errands uh
How you screamin’ Crip and Blood and ain’t been to the land? What?
Hold up dog pound you’s a mutt you need to scram yeah
You know how I get down money talks you hear me loud
Yeah I know you hear me loud I be countin’ like

[Chorus]
One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfuckin’ dough
Ready to make a entrance where my backend bruh?
Because you know I’m ’bout to turn shit up

[Verse 3]
Yeah turn it up uh bitch I’m the shit
givin’ niggas bubble guts
Yeah every whip in my crib it go two-hundred plus
Except my yellow short bus that’s my Rolls-Royce truck
Yeah I be going nuts nigga I be going dumb (Dummy)
Dumber thumbin’ through the numbers
Run up (Run it up run it up) run up if you wanna
Chopstick on me bitch I eat you like a tuna
Young niggas wit me they’ll eat you like piranha
I wonder why these niggas be hatin’ yuh
Lord knows I really got balls shootin’ like the navy yuh
Big loud foreign toy wakin’ up my neighbors uh
They like “Where you going Glock?”
I’m going to get some paper yeah

[Chorus]
One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfuckin’ dough
Ready to make a entrance where my backend bruh?
Because you know I’m ’bout to turn shit up

[Outro]
One to the two to the three and to the four
One to the two to the three and to the four
One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfuckin’ dough
Yeah yeah yeah ’bout his motherfuckin’ dough
Yeah yeah yeah ’bout his motherfuckin’ dough
Yeah yeah yeah Glizzockkk

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