The Little Things (Instrumental)

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DogsOnGodSo OUT
Donald Only Glassey Shit OUT 
Donald Only GoShit OUT 
Donald Only Gosha Shit OUT 
LYRICS:
They the bitches on the ground bred to get the pound /
They the horchata who give up a frijole /
No matter who let their dogs out / 
& when a pussy bitch is open baha men /
& niggas wag their tails with bitches hopin they flick their sticks up douches who are the BAD bitch ass dogs out 
Each Day dogs out 
Each Day I aint the door knob in order to mob 
Yet who park on me 
Get the concussion they wish for me they can say needed a clear "BLESSED"
Till then on my hustle 
consistently reliably on my job 
My riches are a blessing dat bitches wanna rob 
Can't jump in when your word taken back more than black when you sob

Get dat information fed 
More than you can get that information feed 
I chew on ass no sucka 
U a bitch chokin on da pedigree 
U consume a horchata while talkin more than a horchata and expect a hamster not 1 of the dogs out 
Get past the fog, marijuana condones my smog 
Getting my clarity no fucking snob 
Earth on my mind 
Ground & dirt if u got feelings more than sweat 
Water wash yo hurt 
My mind on my Earth 
Catch yo own back if you not of Virgo dirt 
Rising sign of Leo murdered by racists who aint "BLESSED" 
On an up no perc come up 
horoscope don't fake anything I funk 
No matter if street signs outside are fucked 
& I'm 1 of the Baha Men who let tha dogs out 
They the strays insight on a leash I condone 
w/ no invite to show 
Into myspace with no skid on the block or row 
where there no littered ground around my fuckin home 
Da dogs out can't trail on me 2 da yard bleak 
In order to consume horse meat 
& say its dog food cuz its for the bitches out 
who B-A-N Bitches And Niggas who bark and don't know bite if they can't walk it like I talk it 
Inside Home Outside Inception Known
My pockets was like the rumors bout me
Running On Nothing 
Above bullshit no struggling
Below the sky are you K now kNOw airhead sucking 
Get that information anyway now 
get that information feed 
Theft is what I'm poisoning and that's the bitch that need me for free 
Never a bum never a jumpman needing to be 
All bite and no bark Virgo I am being a Leo whistling growing toward  "BLESSED" 
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Earth on my mind 
Ground & dirt if u got feelings more than sweat 
Water wash yo hurt 
My mind on my Earth 
Catch yo own back if you not of Virgo dirt 
Rising sign of Leo murdered by racists who aint "BLESSED" 
On an up no perc come up 
horoscope don't fake anything I funk
No matter if street signs outside are fucked 
& I'm 1 of the Baha Men who let tha dogs out
They the strays insight on a leash I condone 
w/ no invite to show 
Into myspace with no skid on the block or row 
where there no littered ground around my fuckin home
Da dogs out can't stray 2 da yard bleak 
In order to choke on animals bones laid out for a hood rat freak
Can't pack my pay in my bag more than I'm scoopin bullshit 
Even when u bend over to say, "Unleashed anyway I'm the boss not mad bitch"
Is it a posse in the entourage with the dogs out
And they think I'm MJ BAD
Sicker than ya ad
Digits on ya body count don't need to average that and they say, "BLESSED"
MY NIGGAS GOT DOGS OUT & OR THE DAWG'S OUT FOR MY NIGGAS 
MY NIGGAS GOT DOGS OUT & OR THE DAWG'S OUT FOR MY NIGGAS 
"BLESSED"
Papi entourage for the dogs out and the thrill is that I'm MJ BAD
In my bag wallet what I gotta have
dogs out if I dropped it & forgot it after they say, "BLESSED"
 ̶n̶e̶v̶e̶r̶ ̶a̶ ̶b̶u̶m̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶n̶e̶v̶e̶r̶ ̶a̶ ̶j̶u̶m̶p̶m̶a̶n̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶b̶e̶
Believe I turn up if the dogs function to fuck up
if the dogs out to be scooped up 
best believe there's shit I'm above and they say to me, "BLESSED"

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Tony the thug