Dougie B – No Discussion Lyrics

No Discussion Lyrics – Dougie B

It be the same fanned out niggas jackin’ DOAK
Suck my Dick

Nigga called me and said he my buzzin’
I’m like “Swervo, this nigga is buggin'”
Headcrack, he tried to dice I was trumpin’
No we ain’t talkin’, ain’t doin’ discussions
Everythinkg K if they up I’ma up it (Like)
Pop me a perc’ so they dead know I’m bussin’ (Like)
Then I geek with a chop I be dusted (Like)
Where the breesh? I need fifties and hunnids

Like she a treesh she like “D when you comin’?”
We keep it G, she ain’t keepin’ no stomach
Right out the mud, just me and my brothers
Like me and my niggas straight from the gutter
Like fuck the net cuz I’m different in public
Go get a check niggas broke and look busted
Like double cups and another one comin’
No you can’t eat if you never 100
Like in the hood made the hot 100
Thats word to mommy, ain’t fallin’ for nothin’
DOA, 3OA, know how we bumpin’
Only my cuzzy, I know they gon’ up it
Thats word to mommy, ain’t fallin’ for nothin’
Only my cuzzy, I know they gon’ up it

Nigga called me and said he my buzzin’
I’m like “Swervo, this nigga is buggin'”
Headcrack, he tried to dice I was trumpin’
No we ain’t talkin’, ain’t doin’ discussions
Everythinkg K if they up I’ma up it (Like)
Pop me a perc’ so they dead know I’m bussin’ (Like)
Then I geek with a chop I be dusted (Like)
Where the breesh? I need fifties and hunnids

“Ayo Dougie, pass me that .50”
Shit get wicked I walk with a switch
I Dior my body, my bitch got on Rick
That boy he be tellin, we callin’ him Mick
Oh yeah, uh
Boy I’ma bust you
That 40 I bust it
Shit yellow like mustard
That Louis I dust it
Let off a dozen
Sippin’ on wok while that boy sip tussin
Oh yeah, get back
Spin a opp block with a big makk
Opp got popped, like “who did that?”
If they ever slid then we slid back
Boy not a ooter, he sit back
Speakin’ in Grinch, they don’t get that
Walk down, run down, two straps
Me and Dougie B, thats two Makks
Oh yeah

Nigga called me and said he my buzzin’
I’m like “Swervo, this nigga is buggin'”
Headcrack, he tried to dice I was trumpin’
No we ain’t talkin’, ain’t doin’ discussions
Everythinkg K if they up I’ma up it (Like)
Pop me a perc’ so they dead know I’m bussin’ (Like)
Then I geek with a chop I be dusted (Like)
Where the breesh? I need fifties and hunnids