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If You Ask Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Doe Boy
Featuring: Southside
Length: 3:10
Written by: Cotrell Dennard, Joshua Luellen




Doe Boy - If You Ask Me Lyrics
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[ Featuring Southside ]

(808 Mafia)
Gang

All these niggas pussy if you ask me (if you ask me)
Ask me what I rep, I'll tell you if you ask me (gang)
Bend the corners, tryna catch him on the backstreet (skrrt)
Half a million worth of ice, gotta pack heat (brrt)
We just f*cked but I don't know her if you ask me (fool)
I don't talk, I up the blower if you ask me (brrt, brrt)
Caught a robbery, had the judge tryna trap me (true story)
Bitch, I'm solid, I ain't tell 'em shit they ask me (oh, really?)

My lil' bro just caught a body like last week (brrt)
Up them drums and turn chicken like Zaxby's (pussy)
Shooters slide through, hoppin' out the backseat (skrrt)
I should kiss you on the cheek, bitch, you that sweet (mwah)
Really shot shit up, for real, f*ck the rap beef (facts)
Walk up in the party, hundred gangstas back me (gang)
'Fore you go to war with us, you shouldn't think rashly (fool)
Wanna link up, tell you where I'm at, exactly (let's go)
On they block but they don't be outside (outside)
These bullets hot, get sizzled, play with Southside (brrt, brrt)
He ain't with the gang, he is not one of mine (he is not one of mine)
Never wiped none, he is not f*ckin' Slime (slatt, Slatt, let's go)

All these niggas pussy if you ask me (pussy)
Ask me what I rep, I'll tell you if you ask me (gang, gang)
Bend the corners, tryna catch him on the backstreet (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Half a million worth of ice, gotta pack heat (brrt)
We just f*cked but I don't know her if you ask me (fool)
I don't talk, I up the blower if you ask me (Brrt, brrt)
Caught a robbery, had the judge tryna trap me (true story)
Bitch, I'm solid, I ain't tell 'em shit they ask me (let's go)

I don't beef with rappers but the chopper beat box (brrt)
He shot with the gang, got hit with the re-rock (skrrt, skrrt)
They know we them boys, got they f*ckin' street hot (brrt, brrt)
Heater in my Moncler, got my f*ckin' sleeve hot (oh, really?)
In my club, don't touch me, I'll send this bitch up (I swear to God)
All he did was mug me and we lit this bitch up (boom, boom)
When you rich, these bitches choosy, if you want, she get f*cked (yeah)
Turn his wifey to a cheater when I hit his bitch up
Young rich nigga, hold your wrist up (wrist up)
All y'all niggas broke as f*ck, I give no f*ck who clique up (pussy ass boy)
Why these niggas actin' tough like we don't pull up blicked up (Brrt)
Forty hit his gut now he can't do no sit-ups (oh, really?)

All these niggas pussy if you ask me (yeah)
Ask me what I rep, I'll tell you if you ask me (gang)
Bend the corners, tryna catch him on the backstreet (skrrt)
Half a million worth of ice, gotta pack heat (let's go)
We just f*cked but I don't know her if you ask me (Doe Beezy)
I don't talk, I up the blower if you ask me (boom, boom)
Caught a robbery, had the judge tryna trap me (true story)
Bitch, I'm solid, I ain't tell 'em shit they ask me (you dig?)
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(808 Mafia)
Gang

All these niggas pussy if you ask me (if you ask me)
Ask me what I rep, I'll tell you if you ask me (gang)
Bend the corners, tryna catch him on the backstreet (skrrt)
Half a million worth of ice, gotta pack heat (brrt)
We just f*cked but I don't know her if you ask me (fool)
I don't talk, I up the blower if you ask me (brrt, brrt)
Caught a robbery, had the judge tryna trap me (true story)
Bitch, I'm solid, I ain't tell 'em shit they ask me (oh, really?)

My lil' bro just caught a body like last week (brrt)
Up them drums and turn chicken like Zaxby's (pussy)
Shooters slide through, hoppin' out the backseat (skrrt)
I should kiss you on the cheek, bitch, you that sweet (mwah)
Really shot shit up, for real, f*ck the rap beef (facts)
Walk up in the party, hundred gangstas back me (gang)
'Fore you go to war with us, you shouldn't think rashly (fool)
Wanna link up, tell you where I'm at, exactly (let's go)
On they block but they don't be outside (outside)
These bullets hot, get sizzled, play with Southside (brrt, brrt)
He ain't with the gang, he is not one of mine (he is not one of mine)
Never wiped none, he is not f*ckin' Slime (slatt, Slatt, let's go)

All these niggas pussy if you ask me (pussy)
Ask me what I rep, I'll tell you if you ask me (gang, gang)
Bend the corners, tryna catch him on the backstreet (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Half a million worth of ice, gotta pack heat (brrt)
We just f*cked but I don't know her if you ask me (fool)
I don't talk, I up the blower if you ask me (Brrt, brrt)
Caught a robbery, had the judge tryna trap me (true story)
Bitch, I'm solid, I ain't tell 'em shit they ask me (let's go)

I don't beef with rappers but the chopper beat box (brrt)
He shot with the gang, got hit with the re-rock (skrrt, skrrt)
They know we them boys, got they f*ckin' street hot (brrt, brrt)
Heater in my Moncler, got my f*ckin' sleeve hot (oh, really?)
In my club, don't touch me, I'll send this bitch up (I swear to God)
All he did was mug me and we lit this bitch up (boom, boom)
When you rich, these bitches choosy, if you want, she get f*cked (yeah)
Turn his wifey to a cheater when I hit his bitch up
Young rich nigga, hold your wrist up (wrist up)
All y'all niggas broke as f*ck, I give no f*ck who clique up (pussy ass boy)
Why these niggas actin' tough like we don't pull up blicked up (Brrt)
Forty hit his gut now he can't do no sit-ups (oh, really?)

All these niggas pussy if you ask me (yeah)
Ask me what I rep, I'll tell you if you ask me (gang)
Bend the corners, tryna catch him on the backstreet (skrrt)
Half a million worth of ice, gotta pack heat (let's go)
We just f*cked but I don't know her if you ask me (Doe Beezy)
I don't talk, I up the blower if you ask me (boom, boom)
Caught a robbery, had the judge tryna trap me (true story)
Bitch, I'm solid, I ain't tell 'em shit they ask me (you dig?)
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Writer: Cotrell Dennard, Joshua Luellen
Copyright: Lyrics © ARENA MUSIC PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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