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Let Us Prey Video (MV)




Performed By: Doughxl
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Kenyatta DeMudd




Doughxl - Let Us Prey Lyrics
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Bo knows this (what?)
And Bo knows that (what?)
But Bo don't know Jack shit because Bo just raps
He heard Dough got this(what?)
And Dough got that (what?)
But Bo from out of town so Bo got taxed
Now what do you know?
Nothing Jon Snow, I f*cked your hoe
Try to act like GI Joe you gon' catch like four
I've been sipping on that shit so my life real slow
On a hot block, drop top, ice real cold
Niggas know the line of work, very rare designer shirt
Riding with a China doll on our way to Olive Garden
Top me until I'm nodding off
I don't need a bodyguard
Riding in a rental car, we at the Grand Floridian
Opps watch, with the blues, they know I'm spending them
I watch, all the cops, blocks, they spinning them
Talking to me like I'm guilty until I'm proven innocent
Ride around on some killer shit
Really though, I ain't feeling them
I don't tell hoes shit (what?)
Because Dough knows that (what?)
If shit gets thick (what?)
These hoes goin' rat
Bro did his bid, then he came back
Now he going back
This shit so wack yo let it breathe Chuck
Aye, Let it breathe
Ayo my mans just died, I cried about a hundred nights
Sometimes I talk to his spirit while sipping henny and ice
Amazing all the visions a nigga sees in the night
I had to hit the turnpike because I had holes in my Nikes
In attempts to sell out shows I told these niggas my life
It's cold, you sold your soul, all you got was some likes?
Last time I checked, IG ain't help niggas keep on the lights
No heat in the winter, I ain't get no help from twitter, Nigga
Dough does this (what?)
And Dough does that (what?)
But Dough keep it a stack, nigga Dough can't cap
Dough done lived all over, nigga Dough came back
I was smoking with Santoro he said cocaine back
Listen, my flows like sniff, my flows like crack
Once you get a hit of this you can't go back
I was twelve when I daddy caught four in his Ac
He told me watch out for these birds when they shit it's a wrap
Yo let it breathe chuck
Let it breathe
Look upon my afflictions and my pain
And forgive me for my sins
Consider my enemies fore they are many
And though they hate me with cruel hatred
Keep my soul and deliver me
Let me not be ashamed fore I put my trust in thee
And thee only
Let my righteousness preserve me
Fore I wait on thee and thee only
Time is money, take mine in blood
Forever
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Bo knows this (what?)
And Bo knows that (what?)
But Bo don't know Jack shit because Bo just raps
He heard Dough got this(what?)
And Dough got that (what?)
But Bo from out of town so Bo got taxed
Now what do you know?
Nothing Jon Snow, I f*cked your hoe
Try to act like GI Joe you gon' catch like four
I've been sipping on that shit so my life real slow
On a hot block, drop top, ice real cold
Niggas know the line of work, very rare designer shirt
Riding with a China doll on our way to Olive Garden
Top me until I'm nodding off
I don't need a bodyguard
Riding in a rental car, we at the Grand Floridian
Opps watch, with the blues, they know I'm spending them
I watch, all the cops, blocks, they spinning them
Talking to me like I'm guilty until I'm proven innocent
Ride around on some killer shit
Really though, I ain't feeling them
I don't tell hoes shit (what?)
Because Dough knows that (what?)
If shit gets thick (what?)
These hoes goin' rat
Bro did his bid, then he came back
Now he going back
This shit so wack yo let it breathe Chuck
Aye, Let it breathe
Ayo my mans just died, I cried about a hundred nights
Sometimes I talk to his spirit while sipping henny and ice
Amazing all the visions a nigga sees in the night
I had to hit the turnpike because I had holes in my Nikes
In attempts to sell out shows I told these niggas my life
It's cold, you sold your soul, all you got was some likes?
Last time I checked, IG ain't help niggas keep on the lights
No heat in the winter, I ain't get no help from twitter, Nigga
Dough does this (what?)
And Dough does that (what?)
But Dough keep it a stack, nigga Dough can't cap
Dough done lived all over, nigga Dough came back
I was smoking with Santoro he said cocaine back
Listen, my flows like sniff, my flows like crack
Once you get a hit of this you can't go back
I was twelve when I daddy caught four in his Ac
He told me watch out for these birds when they shit it's a wrap
Yo let it breathe chuck
Let it breathe
Look upon my afflictions and my pain
And forgive me for my sins
Consider my enemies fore they are many
And though they hate me with cruel hatred
Keep my soul and deliver me
Let me not be ashamed fore I put my trust in thee
And thee only
Let my righteousness preserve me
Fore I wait on thee and thee only
Time is money, take mine in blood
Forever
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Writer: Kenyatta DeMudd
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