Redman Lyrics

Album: DOC'S DA NAME

D.O.G.S. Lyrics

[Verse 1] 

Yo I gotta back ache stomach ache diahrea vomiting 

Cold feet runny nose head ache insomnia 

Cranky moody burpin' while i'm cursin' 

Baby chair tied in a suburban drinkin' burban 

I'm only 3 and gotta chip motorola 

A hoochie babysitter with snitches by the stroller 

Lyin cryin whinin' teasin' 

Suckin' tities like I had years of breast feedin' 

In the begining i was sinning 

Kept my mama back and forth 

To the hospital for the constant kickin' 

Kept them ass whippin', I'm gettin them all 

Show off like Fodolo so fuck all y'all 

Do you get your ass whipped with your mom's bad luck 

Like AHUH YEU YEU get hit by a truck 

Playin' catch a girl, fuck a girl 

Throw her in a sandwich 

Just a young boy doing grown man shit 

[Chorus] 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

Like kickin' your ass 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

Smokin' weed 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

All day check it out 

[Verse 2] 

I'm only 13 puttin' in work 

Rockin' chinese shoes with high top converse but first 

We was all gas watchin' game of def with Bruce 

Walkin' home from the movies (* Red makes karate movie noises *) 

I thought about the sex often 

I even kept a heartland for them white girls on magic garden 

Light skin, chubby and shit 

Ran my mama's phone bill for callin' Biggs Biggs Biggs 

The old hands used to make them little niggaz fight 

The lead patch was the shit if you snatch it right 

And everybody knew the pattern of pac man 

Rams was 15 and that then was happenin' 

Niggaz used to get robbed at twin city 

I was cuttin' on SL's glue with a penny 

When EPMD dropped Its My Thing 

I said damn i gotta get up in this rap game 

[Chorus] 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

Like touchin' your tities 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

I'm just a young boy doing grown man shit 

Like Stealin' my mama's car 

[Verse 3] 

I used to tell my Sis i'm gonna make it bitch 

So close to gettin' on i could taste the shit 

In a hot ass room cuttin' smooth operator 

In my last year at West Side High I barley made it 

Flippin eightballs, going to Montclair State 

I passed one class and still owe their ass cake 

For quick cash, Doc hit up 13th ave 

Sell white boys oregano dash then we laughed 

That was the days now the times switched up 

Son either walk them dogs, sunff it or get snuffed 

Them ho's got triflin' but much thicker 

My weed got better so easily i fucked shit up 

I test y'all with my def squad cam 

And I dont stage show dive unless y'all amp 

To all my fans, arivaderchi to ya 

And any ho that didnt blow Doc, I NEVER KNEW YA! 

[Chorus] 

Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans shit 

Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans shit 

Like still sqeezin' your titties 

I'm just a grown man doing grown man shit 

With a big ass car 

Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans shit 

Rollin' better credit 

Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans shit 

Yo yo shit is crazy 

Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans shit 

Like smackin' your ass 

Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans shit 

Like shaving my beard 

Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans shit 

I got hair on my chest!