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Walk Out ! (feat. Tebtu) Video (MV)




Performed By: Doce RAN$om
Length: 1:21
Written by: Terry Thompson




Doce RAN$om - Walk Out ! (feat. Tebtu) Lyrics




Smoking this gas I be
High as kite
Your bitch gone come over
And ride like a bike
These niggas be beefing
Be acting like dykes
She coming to me cause
I know what she like
I'm stacking my money
I'm getting my bands
Can't hit you then I'm hitting
Your mans
Time to blow up but that's
All in the plan
I do what I want
And you do what you can
Walk in this bitch
Time to rock out
Walk in with her
And I'm whipping my cock out
He talking shit cause we
Bringing the glock out
He got an army we pulling the
Mops out woah

Ball like a Piston
This a freestyle this shit is not
Written
Catch ya slipping
Drown in a wave
Young nigga been dripping
Tryna get paid my money
Start cripping
Don't poor muddy
I'm sipping her kitten, dip
Knock yo queso chip
Then I go queso dip
Put my dick all in yo bitch
Make a new flow f*ck your girl
She no show
Naked bitch, no clothes
Swear she take photos
My car a two door coupe
No four door
She blow on dick
Like soup no Campbell's
Ain't no hook so this is an anthem
Hit that bitch from every angle
Break her ankles
She get mangled
Butter her biscuits no Bojangles
I pull her hair Rapunzel
Tangled
Nigga start rapping to
Realease his anger
Bitch come back just like the pacer
Rarri go fast so I'm a
Speed Racer
I know she a hoe
So why would I date her
Nut on her face gave that bitch
A facial
She gave me logic
I guess she biracial
Glock with a beam
This shit real fatal
Nigga try me he get flipped
Like a table, bitch!
Y'all know what the f*ck going on, haha
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Smoking this gas I be
High as kite
Your bitch gone come over
And ride like a bike
These niggas be beefing
Be acting like dykes
She coming to me cause
I know what she like
I'm stacking my money
I'm getting my bands
Can't hit you then I'm hitting
Your mans
Time to blow up but that's
All in the plan
I do what I want
And you do what you can
Walk in this bitch
Time to rock out
Walk in with her
And I'm whipping my cock out
He talking shit cause we
Bringing the glock out
He got an army we pulling the
Mops out woah

Ball like a Piston
This a freestyle this shit is not
Written
Catch ya slipping
Drown in a wave
Young nigga been dripping
Tryna get paid my money
Start cripping
Don't poor muddy
I'm sipping her kitten, dip
Knock yo queso chip
Then I go queso dip
Put my dick all in yo bitch
Make a new flow f*ck your girl
She no show
Naked bitch, no clothes
Swear she take photos
My car a two door coupe
No four door
She blow on dick
Like soup no Campbell's
Ain't no hook so this is an anthem
Hit that bitch from every angle
Break her ankles
She get mangled
Butter her biscuits no Bojangles
I pull her hair Rapunzel
Tangled
Nigga start rapping to
Realease his anger
Bitch come back just like the pacer
Rarri go fast so I'm a
Speed Racer
I know she a hoe
So why would I date her
Nut on her face gave that bitch
A facial
She gave me logic
I guess she biracial
Glock with a beam
This shit real fatal
Nigga try me he get flipped
Like a table, bitch!
Y'all know what the f*ck going on, haha
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Writer: Terry Thompson
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