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Huntin Video (MV)




Performed By: Doe Boy
Featuring: Southside
Length: 4:23
Written by: Cotrell Dennard, Joshua Luellen




Doe Boy - Huntin Lyrics
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[ Featuring Southside ]

Lookin' for some money (ayy, ayy)
I'm finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
These broke niggas ain't on nothin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy)
Finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy, 808 Mafia)
Finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy, let's go, ayy, ayy)

Finna go huntin' yeah, (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin' yeah, (finna go huntin')
Lookin' for thots and money (Freebandz, money)
Finna go huntin' (let's go)
We got them chops with hunnids (hunnids)
Finna go huntin' (finna go huntin')
None of the opps on nothin' (pussies)
Finna go huntin' (oh really?)

Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
She ain't tryna f*ck, she can't come around (she can't come around, fool)
Finna go huntin'(finna go huntin')
Big bad wolf, I blow shit down (I blow shit down, Doe Beezy)
Finna go huntin' (think I'm playin'?)

Huntin' for the oppers (yeah, oppers), searchin' with them choppas (let's go, choppas)
Then we couldn't find him (find him, no), ended up at his mamas (mamas, brrt)
They don't want no problems (problems), I been countin' commas (Freebandz, commas)
Cross us, that's a mistake, Ruth Chris, shouldn't of tried us (oh really?)
Was lookin' for that nigga, then I stumbled on his daughter (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, mwah)
Wish they could catch us slippin', we don't stumble, we catch bodies (we catch bodies, fools)
'Cause I been poppin' Perkys, I been gave up on the mollies (f*ck the mollies)
Finna do her dirty, she been lurkin' on my IG (on my IG, let's go)
Finna go hunt somethin' (hunt somethin'), I'm tryna bust somethin' (I'm tryna bust somethin')
My nigga grab you and tell you I want you
Know that you comin' to f*ck somethin' (comin' to f*ck somethin', fool)
In the back of the Wraith (Wraith, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Got them MACs and them Ks (Ks)
Big Doe Bezzy but I'm lowercase (Doe Beezy)
No cap in my game (oh really?)

Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Lookin' for thots and money (Freebandz, money)
Finna go huntin' (let's go)
We got them chops with hunnids (hunnids)
Finna go huntin' (finna go huntin')
None of the opps on nothin' (pussies)
Finna go huntin' (oh really?)

Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
She ain't tryna f*ck, she can't come around (she can't come around, fool)
Finna go huntin'(finna go huntin')
Big bad wolf, I blow shit down (I blow shit down, Doe Beezy)
Finna go huntin' (think I'm playin'?)

Finna go huntin'
Finna go huntin'
Finna go huntin'
Finna go huntin' (pussies, err)

Yeah, gang
Doe Beezy
Sizzle, sizzle
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle
Gang, gang, gang (oh really?)

I don't give a f*ck 'bout your gang
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your family (brrt, brrt)
He say he wan' kill me, I ride with that blicky, gon' head, send 'em at me (brrt, brrt)
Lil' nigga wanna be like me, he a opp but I'm really his daddy (Doe Beezy)
Won't drop the location, he know he be fakin', won't send me the addy (oh really?)
Who on what, bitch, got the soft-stick in the cut, bitch (brrt, brrt)
I shot at the red light, he wasn't lookin', so he got bust, bitch (brrt, brrt)
Gang member on f*ck shit (gang), no, we don't trust shit (no)
I be tweakin' off perks and I'm geekin' off lean, I need my cup kicked (let's go, let's go)

I need my cup kicked, been tweakin' off drank, I'm on f*ck shit (woah, woah)
I ain't just rappin' tough shit, I really stuck shit (true story)
I really bust shit (true story), you know what's up, bitch (brrt)
I'm icy as f*ck but this heater'll melt his lil' fingers if he touch, bitch
He think he hard as me, pussy boy pardon me, shooters on go when you start with me (yeah)
I'm payin' for bodies, I'm shoppin' for opps my youngin'll empty the cart for me (gang)
Ayy, I got them shooters on deck, and they gon' pull your card for me, you get it?
Don't care 'bout cases, we shootin' at faces, we don't hit arteries, we with it
Rolls Royce truck, I'm in it (in it)
All through they streets, we bendin' them
Keep two .9's like J.J. Watt, you play with Doe Beezy, I'm blitzin' 'em (gang)

I don't give a f*ck 'bout your gang
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your family (I don't give a f*ck 'bout your family)
He say he wan' kill me, I ride with that blicky, gon' head, send 'em at me (he ain't gon' do it)
Lil' nigga wanna be like me, he a opp but I'm really his daddy (Big Doe Beezy)
Won't drop the location, he know he be fakin', won't send me the addy (think I'm playin')
Who on what, bitch, got the chopstick in the cut, bitch (skrrt)
I shot at the red light, he wasn't lookin', so he got bust, bitch (brrt, brrt)
Gang 'nem on f*ck shit (gang), no, we don't trust shit (no)
I be tweakin' off Percs and I'm geekin' off lean, I need my cup kicked (let's go, let's go)

Geekin' off liquor and lean, I need my cup kicked (Doe Beezy)
Tweakin', we murder the scene, we be on f*ck shit (brrt-brrt, brrt)
Call Shark and go, need to clear anything, better duck, bitch (brrt, brrt)
Freebandz, I trust
Freebandz, I'll bust
I said enough, bitch
Gang
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Lookin' for some money (ayy, ayy)
I'm finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
These broke niggas ain't on nothin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy)
Finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy, 808 Mafia)
Finna go huntin' (ayy, ayy, let's go, ayy, ayy)

Finna go huntin' yeah, (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin' yeah, (finna go huntin')
Lookin' for thots and money (Freebandz, money)
Finna go huntin' (let's go)
We got them chops with hunnids (hunnids)
Finna go huntin' (finna go huntin')
None of the opps on nothin' (pussies)
Finna go huntin' (oh really?)

Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
She ain't tryna f*ck, she can't come around (she can't come around, fool)
Finna go huntin'(finna go huntin')
Big bad wolf, I blow shit down (I blow shit down, Doe Beezy)
Finna go huntin' (think I'm playin'?)

Huntin' for the oppers (yeah, oppers), searchin' with them choppas (let's go, choppas)
Then we couldn't find him (find him, no), ended up at his mamas (mamas, brrt)
They don't want no problems (problems), I been countin' commas (Freebandz, commas)
Cross us, that's a mistake, Ruth Chris, shouldn't of tried us (oh really?)
Was lookin' for that nigga, then I stumbled on his daughter (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, mwah)
Wish they could catch us slippin', we don't stumble, we catch bodies (we catch bodies, fools)
'Cause I been poppin' Perkys, I been gave up on the mollies (f*ck the mollies)
Finna do her dirty, she been lurkin' on my IG (on my IG, let's go)
Finna go hunt somethin' (hunt somethin'), I'm tryna bust somethin' (I'm tryna bust somethin')
My nigga grab you and tell you I want you
Know that you comin' to f*ck somethin' (comin' to f*ck somethin', fool)
In the back of the Wraith (Wraith, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Got them MACs and them Ks (Ks)
Big Doe Bezzy but I'm lowercase (Doe Beezy)
No cap in my game (oh really?)

Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Lookin' for thots and money (Freebandz, money)
Finna go huntin' (let's go)
We got them chops with hunnids (hunnids)
Finna go huntin' (finna go huntin')
None of the opps on nothin' (pussies)
Finna go huntin' (oh really?)

Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah-yeah (finna go huntin')
Finna go huntin', yeah (finna go huntin')
She ain't tryna f*ck, she can't come around (she can't come around, fool)
Finna go huntin'(finna go huntin')
Big bad wolf, I blow shit down (I blow shit down, Doe Beezy)
Finna go huntin' (think I'm playin'?)

Finna go huntin'
Finna go huntin'
Finna go huntin'
Finna go huntin' (pussies, err)

Yeah, gang
Doe Beezy
Sizzle, sizzle
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle
Gang, gang, gang (oh really?)

I don't give a f*ck 'bout your gang
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your family (brrt, brrt)
He say he wan' kill me, I ride with that blicky, gon' head, send 'em at me (brrt, brrt)
Lil' nigga wanna be like me, he a opp but I'm really his daddy (Doe Beezy)
Won't drop the location, he know he be fakin', won't send me the addy (oh really?)
Who on what, bitch, got the soft-stick in the cut, bitch (brrt, brrt)
I shot at the red light, he wasn't lookin', so he got bust, bitch (brrt, brrt)
Gang member on f*ck shit (gang), no, we don't trust shit (no)
I be tweakin' off perks and I'm geekin' off lean, I need my cup kicked (let's go, let's go)

I need my cup kicked, been tweakin' off drank, I'm on f*ck shit (woah, woah)
I ain't just rappin' tough shit, I really stuck shit (true story)
I really bust shit (true story), you know what's up, bitch (brrt)
I'm icy as f*ck but this heater'll melt his lil' fingers if he touch, bitch
He think he hard as me, pussy boy pardon me, shooters on go when you start with me (yeah)
I'm payin' for bodies, I'm shoppin' for opps my youngin'll empty the cart for me (gang)
Ayy, I got them shooters on deck, and they gon' pull your card for me, you get it?
Don't care 'bout cases, we shootin' at faces, we don't hit arteries, we with it
Rolls Royce truck, I'm in it (in it)
All through they streets, we bendin' them
Keep two .9's like J.J. Watt, you play with Doe Beezy, I'm blitzin' 'em (gang)

I don't give a f*ck 'bout your gang
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your family (I don't give a f*ck 'bout your family)
He say he wan' kill me, I ride with that blicky, gon' head, send 'em at me (he ain't gon' do it)
Lil' nigga wanna be like me, he a opp but I'm really his daddy (Big Doe Beezy)
Won't drop the location, he know he be fakin', won't send me the addy (think I'm playin')
Who on what, bitch, got the chopstick in the cut, bitch (skrrt)
I shot at the red light, he wasn't lookin', so he got bust, bitch (brrt, brrt)
Gang 'nem on f*ck shit (gang), no, we don't trust shit (no)
I be tweakin' off Percs and I'm geekin' off lean, I need my cup kicked (let's go, let's go)

Geekin' off liquor and lean, I need my cup kicked (Doe Beezy)
Tweakin', we murder the scene, we be on f*ck shit (brrt-brrt, brrt)
Call Shark and go, need to clear anything, better duck, bitch (brrt, brrt)
Freebandz, I trust
Freebandz, I'll bust
I said enough, bitch
Gang
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Writer: Cotrell Dennard, Joshua Luellen
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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