NOVOCAINE
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
I don't trust theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go uh
You don't prezz me hoe
You don't ztrezz me out
You don't tezt me hoe
When I'm off the Lexa-Lexa
You don't impress me no
You can't pozzezz me
No you cannot catch me
I'm outta my mind
You're running outta time
I feel I'm on linez
I'm itching for more
You're itching for war
I'm itching for whorez
I need a cool mindzet
I'm the coolest highnezz
I need to be addrezzed az zuch
What
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Whoever you're runnin from
I just hope it's not me
Whatever you got in there
I hope that it's candy
Why don't you trust me
Is it cuz my fingers crossed
Why don't you hit me
In seconds i'll be feelin lost
Hit it again
It's like magic
Inside of a pen
Hit it again
In seconds
I'll blast off to ten
Hit it again
Ain't be stoppin us
Me and nigel man
Try and put a cap on us
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
I don't truzt theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go
I don't truzt theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Uh, doz
If I wasn't on fire
I once said
I think I might feel good
I never fronted with adversity
Except for the kind that came internally
The kind that originated form me
But now
As a testament to mankind
I can only suffer
On days when things fine
I'm the god that you pray to zo you lower your damn head
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
It'z automatic, time ain't real zo f*ck your Patek
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
Magic
F*ck your Patek, uh
Ima zlide on a bitch
Ima zlide on your bitch
One take, one time
One time on thiz zhit
One time on thiz bitch
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit)
Damn
(B-bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
No time for your zhit
No time for your zkitz
No time on the weekend
For your weak azz percz and zhit, uh
(Ah)
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Uh, doz
(Doz Niñoz)
Dos Ninos - Novocaine Lyrics
Dos Ninos - Novocaine Lyrics
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NOVOCAINE
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
I don't trust theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go uh
You don't prezz me hoe
You don't ztrezz me out
You don't tezt me hoe
When I'm off the Lexa-Lexa
You don't impress me no
You can't pozzezz me
No you cannot catch me
I'm outta my mind
You're running outta time
I feel I'm on linez
I'm itching for more
You're itching for war
I'm itching for whorez
I need a cool mindzet
I'm the coolest highnezz
I need to be addrezzed az zuch
What
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Whoever you're runnin from
I just hope it's not me
Whatever you got in there
I hope that it's candy
Why don't you trust me
Is it cuz my fingers crossed
Why don't you hit me
In seconds i'll be feelin lost
Hit it again
It's like magic
Inside of a pen
Hit it again
In seconds
I'll blast off to ten
Hit it again
Ain't be stoppin us
Me and nigel man
Try and put a cap on us
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
I don't truzt theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go
I don't truzt theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Uh, doz
If I wasn't on fire
I once said
I think I might feel good
I never fronted with adversity
Except for the kind that came internally
The kind that originated form me
But now
As a testament to mankind
I can only suffer
On days when things fine
I'm the god that you pray to zo you lower your damn head
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
It'z automatic, time ain't real zo f*ck your Patek
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
Magic
F*ck your Patek, uh
Ima zlide on a bitch
Ima zlide on your bitch
One take, one time
One time on thiz zhit
One time on thiz bitch
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit)
Damn
(B-bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
No time for your zhit
No time for your zkitz
No time on the weekend
For your weak azz percz and zhit, uh
(Ah)
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Uh, doz
(Doz Niñoz)
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
I don't trust theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go uh
You don't prezz me hoe
You don't ztrezz me out
You don't tezt me hoe
When I'm off the Lexa-Lexa
You don't impress me no
You can't pozzezz me
No you cannot catch me
I'm outta my mind
You're running outta time
I feel I'm on linez
I'm itching for more
You're itching for war
I'm itching for whorez
I need a cool mindzet
I'm the coolest highnezz
I need to be addrezzed az zuch
What
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Whoever you're runnin from
I just hope it's not me
Whatever you got in there
I hope that it's candy
Why don't you trust me
Is it cuz my fingers crossed
Why don't you hit me
In seconds i'll be feelin lost
Hit it again
It's like magic
Inside of a pen
Hit it again
In seconds
I'll blast off to ten
Hit it again
Ain't be stoppin us
Me and nigel man
Try and put a cap on us
Doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
I don't truzt theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go
I don't truzt theze hoez
I don't zay hello
Look I gotta go
Look I gotta go
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Uh, doz
If I wasn't on fire
I once said
I think I might feel good
I never fronted with adversity
Except for the kind that came internally
The kind that originated form me
But now
As a testament to mankind
I can only suffer
On days when things fine
I'm the god that you pray to zo you lower your damn head
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
It'z automatic, time ain't real zo f*ck your Patek
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
Magic
F*ck your Patek, uh
Ima zlide on a bitch
Ima zlide on your bitch
One take, one time
One time on thiz zhit
One time on thiz bitch
(Bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit)
Damn
(B-bitch, don't come around, don't come around thiz zhit, ah)
No time for your zhit
No time for your zkitz
No time on the weekend
For your weak azz percz and zhit, uh
(Ah)
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Doz, doz
Doz, uh
Uh, doz
(Doz Niñoz)
Writer: Max Beckert, Nigel Collins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid