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doonie destroyer - yn jay lyrics

[intro]
(marc boomin, this you?)
i gotta ask you a question
(hold on)
mmm
can i beat your doonies down?
i’m still tryna, figure, yeah
ooh

[chorus]
aye, baby girl
can i beat your doonies down?
i’m still tryin’ to figure out if i can i beat your doonies down?
it’s four years later and i’m still beatin’ doonies down
doonies, doonies, doonies, doonies, doonies, i beat doonies down

[verse 1]
i’m in the strip club throwin’ money, this a coochie crowd
i love when i meet that one cat that make coochie sounds
2020, it was a coochie wave
i’m out here lookin’ for the cat, i’m in the coochie maze
i paid for a b*tch hairstyle, she got coochie braids
i know a b*tch that love еatin’ cat, she got a coochie face
i don’t еat the cat but i wonder how the coochie taste?

[interlude]
hahaha
i still wonder how the— i never ate cat
i still wonder how the coochie taste?
you hear me?
[verse 2]
i hit a b*tch while i’m at the movies, it’s a coochie date
i thought that ass was real but i ain’t know that booty was fake
you a freaky, nasty dude eatin’ ass off a booty plate
b*tch got some hard ass cheeks, she got booty plates
nasty*ass b*tch got dirty panties, eww, dookie stains
n*gga got some bullsh*t*ass jewelry, got a dookie chain
i’m in the house with thirty bad b*tches playin’ coochie games
freak b*tch keep squirtin’, is that coochie stains?
i hit a b*tch with my switches, am i pootie tang?
hold on, them b00bs too fat, is them titties real?
how you make your b00bies bounce? you got titty sk!lls?
you got your breast done, how long it take for your titties to heal?
too many n*ggas died, how long it take for your city to heal?
i know you pop pills, but how many pills?
keep your ass on the sidewalk, the streets gettin’ real
it’s too much beef, that’s how n*ggas keep gettin’ k!lled
i broke a b*tch heart like my lean when it’s finna spill
i love real bad, bad, bad, bad, bad b*tches
i’m talkin’ ’bout them real bad, bad, bad b*tches
n*ggas said he got a lot of hoes, but never had b*tches
ain’t gon’ lie, i hate them one angry mad b*tches
my money ran, did a cartwheel but the bag flipped it
the stripper shakin’ ass so good, d*mn, i had to tip her
this b*tch cummin’ while we f*ckin’, only half my tip in
b*tch said she can fill it in her stomach, only half my d*ck in
i know a n*gga that made it out the streets, he was the brick man
i know a n*gga earned his startin’ spot, he was the 6 man
hold on, where the skinny hoes? why you pull up with your big friend
ayy, who the f*ck let you in this party? how you get in?
ooh
[chorus]
aye, baby girl
can i beat your doonies down?
i’m still tryin’ to figure out if i can i beat your doonies down?
it’s four years later and i’m still beatin’ doonies down
doonies, doonies, doonies, doonies, doonies, i beat doonies down

- yn jay lyrics

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