Oh my god DoobieHayve Do you gotta be so depraved Man you smoke hella bud In your veins you got tiger blood Look out, his name is DoobieHayve DoobieHayve said I'm far from the ordinary Rapper got a knapsack filled up with bacon for me Down to roll on a pussy patrol But I'm losin' control 'cause of all the E in my butthole Look out, I'm colon rollin' friend Been three long years and I ain't put nothin' out N'now I'm back steady flippin' chili wieners in your mouth All my credit ran out and my investments went south Now I need a place to stay so I'm crushin' your couch Grandma, I'm movin' in again When I began I sucked ass Now I'm takin' another pass Freestylin' this whole verse I'm this good but sometimes I'm worse Look out, it's fuckin' DoobieHayve

How can it be you lookin' at me sour Need I remind you that within the first hour We was huffin' it, puffin' fuckin' it, lickin' it, you was suckin' it Little did I know though you'd be chuckin' it How can it be you lookin' at me sour Need I remind you that within the first hour We was huffin' it, puffin' fuckin' it, lickin' it, you was suckin' it Little did I know yo Now I couldn't say you're ugly cuz that'd be a lie And you know I ain't the guy that'd diss you on the fly I'm not tryin' to scream and shout cuz yo that ain't what I'm about But I thought a thing to think upon, so I put it in a song Just a short one ayo I know you always wanted it Whenever we held hands in public I always flaunted it You should drop that bitch my homies said Any mention and they taunted it But every night I dreamt a dream, like a fiend, you steady haunted it Now I know that Doobie ain't a saint But if you claimin' who is and who ain't a saint, I'mm'a kick you in the taint Cuz that shit just ain't fair, with your extensions in hair Rock the fakest of lashes, palest of all the white trashes Yeah, know you heard me say that How come all the girls I date don't wanna stay fat? You know I love it you know I rub it You know I chub it, yo you know but uh Back to the lecture at hand Your milky booty ain't perfection so I hope you understand That you ain't this bitch and you can't get this dick And I predict you flip on all my friends who trip Slippin' to your side hopin' for a free ride Pussy wide wussyfied even your truth done lied Slide in safe whether pink or brown Meanwhile I rock a seat on the bus I'm headed Northbound And I found You lookin' at me sour Need I remind you that within the first hour We was huffin' it, puffin' fuckin' it, lickin' it, you was suckin' it Little did I know though you'd be chuckin' it How can it be you lookin' at me sour Need I remind you that within the first hour We was huffin' it, puffin' fuckin' it, lickin' it, you was suckin' it Little did I know yo

TyT never sends me his lyrics. Haha Been a year since you sent me your verse And I been workin' off my ass tryin' to fill me a coin purse It gets worse, I was datin' a pet nurse Our views on relationships well let's say they adverse Now I'm gone double wide mobile Smokin' so much that my high gone global In my throne like a goddamn noble Hybrid anti-social anecdotal And I got a rhyme in my mind all the time Even though I ain't wrote it down since 2009 Sublime be the style I know it's been a while You can meet me liquor aisle keep your hands up off the dial beezy Twenty four at work is where I been at I'd write my shit down if I knew just where my pen at So keep your damn rules and Pro Tools I ain't bein' cruel but I'm way too cool to rap with you fools And that's real. TyT and DoobieHayve. I don't like Nerdcore no more.

Kontrazt also never sends lyrics Grrrrab another blunt and tell my brain I'm on sabbatical Radical grab another cap mad hattical Livin' on a prayer of my life you ain't aware I can't count all of the ways I'm fuckin' losin' my hair As I stare through the glare blowin' you up out your speaker chair Fucking DoobieHayve always steady on my sneaker care As for your wife I heard she first tried tweaking on a dare Turned herself into a twig when she used to rock the pear Booty killin' rappers is my duty Steady on my Belgian shit y'all tutti fruity Heh I hop you hop To this hip hop and it don't stop As I rock shock your block only warning tick tock Not of a bomb a clock swoopin' in like a hawk Gotta cock so rock that it makes my hip hop Actin' like you fuckers rappin' all you do is flip flop Off the top I spit every chance I get Ain't so good yet yo but I'm tryin' and shit Take a chair and I sit I take a beat and I flip if Double dippin' my chips and I ain't leavin' no witnesses The shit this is so extraordinary Won't you tweet this shit a'like you's a canary If you don't dig my shit then you some kind'a fairy My shit's so deep it popped your sister's cherry Biddi-bai-bai-boned more beezies than my neighbor Larry Some were skinny and small, but most were big and hairy Barebacked so many it's gettin' kinda scary You off that mainstream shit I'm to the cont-a-rary Boodegum-buh-do-bo-buhdickey-do There's a flight to hell on my itinerary

Fuck a damn snare 'cause I'm on the beat mah From the streets nah smokin' weed brah Take of the bra and show the tee-tah I love 'em black or white now I'm fuckin' a zebra Shit's funny to me Your ex girlfriend look yummy to me And her XL titties look gummy to me Ed G. from RP just call me Doobie HAYVE Just a nickname I gave myself I still can't seem to shave myself Motherfucker's want me to go get my whole head cut But I couldn't forgave myself If I do that plus I'm too fat So I'd rather stand here and rap to boom bap Over beats that's made from kicks hats and claps If you don't gimme daps I'mm'a give you a slap WHAAAAAA DoobieHayve, yo, come rub some butter on me DoobieHayve, yo, want to fly, want to fly so high

Last week heard you say that I'm too drunk for that ass The next day steadily lettin' me dump in that ass I always say mayne wish I had a trunk like that ass I'd hit the sucker with the bass have me slumpin' super fast Is it crass if a man like me thinks I'm too good for you boo Can't take a clue ever since that very first mornin' you knew we were through What's a man to do when a one night stand turns into some shit he doesn't think he can handle My solution is to hit it like you Mickey Mantle bitch And you can't hold a candle to my ways with these hoes And now I'm readin 'em prose and then the take off they clothes Now I'm stealin' they pantyhooooooose the reason nobody knows I'm fuckin' drunk and now I'm rappin' recordin' rhymin' swordfish