K Camp - Cherish My Dawgs (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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K Camp - Cherish My Dawgs (en) Lyrics
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Ever had your back up against the wall
Young nigga just tryna eat (Tryna eat)
Hell yeah nigga, gotta
cherish my dawgs
Lost too many to the
streets (Long live)
Jumped out the Porsche and
I hopped in the frog
Skrrt, beep beep
Give me that bag, I'ma show
you how to ball (Ball)
It’s on me (On me)
Lost too many to the streets
(To the streets)
Skrrt, beep beep (Beep beep)
Give me that sack, I'ma show
you how to ball (Ball)
It's on me (On me, let’s go)
She gon' pick up every time
I call, it's on me
Climb on top and just sit on this
log (Sit on this log), ooh-wee
Her pussy get wet every time
I ball, truly (Truly)
Think I'm the shit, fucked up
the whole stall, who me?
I cannot make this shit up,
please look into my eyes
I told myself I won't turn
on my guys (Let's go)
Trade out my guys
When I'm alone I just look to
the sky (Look to the sky)
Cherish my baby, I know she
a prize (Cherish my baby)
I know she a prize (Know she a prize)
You can see in my eyes
I want the money, it ain't no surprise
Young nigga just tryna eat (Yeah)
Lost too many to the
streets (My dawgs)
Give me that bag, I’ma show
you how to ball (Ball)
Skrrt (Jump), beep beep (Beep beep)
If you ain't with gang, I ain't
even tryna cherish, for real
A bitch play with it, she gon'
get embarrassed, better chill
Say congratulations, me and money
got married, big bills (Racks)
Any real nigga ain’t playin' 'bout his
karat (Facts), don't get killed
I'm off the drank, ain't
no sippin' it slow
If she ain't fuckin', the bitch
gotta go (She gotta go)
Pop me an addy, creative control
Send him the addy, he send me
the load (Send me the load)
My finger is froze (My fingers)
These niggas is hoes (These niggas)
Behind doors they just wanna
see you fucked up
Oh look at me, I done lucked up
It's on me (On me)
Show you how to ball
Show you how to ball (Show me)
Ever had your back up against
the wall (Congratulations)
Ever had your back up against
the wall (Ooh)
Beep beep, show me
Truly, no sleep
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