Dozenz

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, boy.
I’m the maker o’ the flow,
Everything they doing,
I already did before.
No hate if the flavour ain’t original,
I’mma put you on just in case you didn’t know.
I’m the one that your feet are getting down to,
When they play your sound,
It’s the one that people frown to.

Yeah, you talking to the Great.
All you do is complain.
I can’t hear you from the plane, 
I hustled from the day that I came in,
And now my song is playing on the radio station.
Tell the DJ bring the bass in.

If I hear the same song again,
I’mma wanna hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Keep it real, man, I’m so sick and tired,
I’mma hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Every time that I drop that fire,
I’mma hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Play the keyboard, listen to the DJ.
(He gon’) Hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Hurt somebody.
He gon’ hurt somebody.

I pull up and I get the haters pissed.
I pull up and I take somebody chick.
You know I got that hundred on my wrist.
I pull up off, threw a hundred in the wind.
I don’t care if they talk about the clear, 
If you ain’t talking, girl, you don’t exist.
They only acting salty cause I’m rich.
Had to work all my life for all of this.
My new pinky ring got a glisten to it.
My doors lift up when I get into it.
Your new CD, we ain’t listen to it. 

If I hear the same song again,
I’mma wanna hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Keep it real, man, I’m so sick and tired,
I’mma hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Every time that I drop that fire,
I’mma hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Play the keyboard, listen to the DJ.
(He gon’) Hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Hurt somebody.
He gon’ hurt somebody. (Get I, get it)

The more you make, the more you gonna hurt somebody.
If they don’t want no problems, I’ll hurt somebody. 
Drop it to the beat, baby, twerk your body.
She know I’m worth it, she gonna let me work her body.
Take a good look, it’s the real thing.
Made it from the bottom, like a real king.
Kept it one hundred, now I count green.
I go hard, baby, I’m about cream
My new pinky ring got a glisten to it.
My doors lift up when I get into it.
Your new CD, we ain’t listen to it.

If I hear the same song again,
I’mma wanna hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Keep it real, man, I’m so sick and tired,
I’mma hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Every time that I drop that fire,
I’mma hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Play the keyboard, listen to the DJ.
(He gon’) Hurt somebody. (Hurt somebody)
Hurt somebody.
He gon’ hurt somebody. (Get I, get it)