Ruff Ryders - Weed, Hoes, Dough (feat. Drag-On) Lyrics
I'm pushin for the single yo, c'monYo lock the door, uh huhYa heard, uh, uhC'mon, yeahY'all know who it is, or should I say what it isUh, uh[Verse 1]All Drag do is ***** *****es, and drain his bodyKickin *****es out the bed and sleep next to a shottieA *****'ll never get me pump, I make niggas pump IVI'm the type to follow the cops wit a midget drivin meMake them think the car drivin itself, and I'm in the passenger seatSignal lights, stashbox, a package of DDrag dash, I'm happy to beOn, this rap shit is like a jacket to meI wear it with cracks in my sleevesSo I keep it on, don't never take my jacket off cuz my shit be goneWhat are you, lost your mind?It took my time to cut these dimesSo I could dump drug a few minds, so don't make me bust a few ninesDip the T T in polish watch the shoe shineSlip in the Tunnel with a banger in my bootlineAll it takes is the finger to make a sour sit, lingerDouble R is hard, the rest of y'all is R