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Crocs! Video (MV)




Performed By: D.O.
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Ethan Capps




D.O. - Crocs! Lyrics




I ran from cops my crocks wasn't on sport on mode
Don't want your pussy lil bitch jus give me more dome
Hit from the back and I pulled out her cornrow
That is so disgusting ew that is jus like so gross
I seen your bitch homie yea I kinda want her
I might steal your bitch jus like the whata burger numbers
Nearly had to beat an old dude he got to close for comfort
Mistook her for a wheel the way she roll up in my rubber
Your bitch call me in secret like she was under cover
I barely see that bitch and she calls me her lover
And I don't cap Lil bitch I'm really doing numbers
Got a pretty bitch who catholic said Jesus is my savior
Like games up on a Mac Lil bitch I had to go play her
And I jus wanna tap Lil bitch who said I gotta date her
And you can check my stats in it I ball jus like the lakers
In the crocs I had to dash in them I was running from the tasers
Bitch I'm after bread homie yiu after the croutons
If you talkings shit then you get folded like a fouton
Already dropped zany so I had to make a new song
We call your girl the Groupon becaue she put the group on
I ran from cops my crocks wasn't on sport on mode
Don't want your pussy lil bitch jus give me more dome
Hit from the back and I pulled out her cornrow
That is so disgusting ew that is jus like so gross
Stacking hundreds some Monopoly money
You probably shouldn't talk down on me buddy
Sipping on some lean it got my gut real muddy
She jumping in dick like looney tunes bugs bunny
God damn
I'm really up to something
F*cked a box of chocolate bitches so I guess I'm Forrest gumping
Got a white bitch that I'm dumping
Cause she with all these assumptions
Saying that I f*cked here cousin
But I swear to god it's nothing
She don't appreciate my promises
I'm they neck jus like a steeeve Jobs cardigan
He a lame dude why you always talk to him

12 came to party had to run in my crocs again
I had to run in the tideys
I'm super fast like vacuum on the WiFi
Jumped the neighbors fence and said hi guys
When 12 questionsted them they said I was a nice guy
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I ran from cops my crocks wasn't on sport on mode
Don't want your pussy lil bitch jus give me more dome
Hit from the back and I pulled out her cornrow
That is so disgusting ew that is jus like so gross
I seen your bitch homie yea I kinda want her
I might steal your bitch jus like the whata burger numbers
Nearly had to beat an old dude he got to close for comfort
Mistook her for a wheel the way she roll up in my rubber
Your bitch call me in secret like she was under cover
I barely see that bitch and she calls me her lover
And I don't cap Lil bitch I'm really doing numbers
Got a pretty bitch who catholic said Jesus is my savior
Like games up on a Mac Lil bitch I had to go play her
And I jus wanna tap Lil bitch who said I gotta date her
And you can check my stats in it I ball jus like the lakers
In the crocs I had to dash in them I was running from the tasers
Bitch I'm after bread homie yiu after the croutons
If you talkings shit then you get folded like a fouton
Already dropped zany so I had to make a new song
We call your girl the Groupon becaue she put the group on
I ran from cops my crocks wasn't on sport on mode
Don't want your pussy lil bitch jus give me more dome
Hit from the back and I pulled out her cornrow
That is so disgusting ew that is jus like so gross
Stacking hundreds some Monopoly money
You probably shouldn't talk down on me buddy
Sipping on some lean it got my gut real muddy
She jumping in dick like looney tunes bugs bunny
God damn
I'm really up to something
F*cked a box of chocolate bitches so I guess I'm Forrest gumping
Got a white bitch that I'm dumping
Cause she with all these assumptions
Saying that I f*cked here cousin
But I swear to god it's nothing
She don't appreciate my promises
I'm they neck jus like a steeeve Jobs cardigan
He a lame dude why you always talk to him

12 came to party had to run in my crocs again
I had to run in the tideys
I'm super fast like vacuum on the WiFi
Jumped the neighbors fence and said hi guys
When 12 questionsted them they said I was a nice guy
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Writer: Ethan Capps
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