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D.O.D.A. Video (MV)




Performed By: Era Wadi
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Joseph Salinas




Era Wadi - D.O.D.A. Lyrics




Ha
Ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

Where's your self awareness
Where's your self-esteem
Thought you were his airness
Need shaking from the dream
Ain't hard to see you passed your ski's
You motherf*ckers are careless
Ain't cause to leave
Means profiting
My pockets I've been preparing

Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar off a dumb ass
Make my

Dollar, dollar
Words for the karma, comma
Make it all back
Be the mantra, mantra
Anything goes can't stop it, stop it
Make it all quick for the coppers
Cop it
Pleading the fifth
I ain't talking
Unless you got a grip
I could profit
No it ain't safe I lock it
Swinging away choppers
Chop it

Making me low
Taking it slow
Think you're the same in on the joke
Same old thing that had us tripping before
Same old thing that had us tripping before
Bringing the rain making it cream
The grass still grow if the fence been ripped from the pole
Making the cream
Making the green
Dollar from a dumb ass
Asshole

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

Where's your self awareness
Where's your self-esteem
Thought you were his airness
Need shaking from the dream
Ain't hard to see you passed your ski's
You motherf*ckers are careless
Ain't cause to leave
Means profiting
My pockets I've been preparing

Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar off a dumb ass
Make my

Bad decisions hit the road like a Michelin
Could've been an ally friends if you're listening
My guy only got highlight eyesight
I like I spy
Birds-eye my life
Supersize where the past lies
Hazard lights when they pass by
Fast times blink and you're missing it

Lost my mind at the 90 degree
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Couldn't keep up
But been picking up speed
Been lapsed synapse
What the f*ck do you think

Lost my mind at the 90 degree
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Hit the asshole with both axles
Why the f*ck I'm mad for
What the f*ck do you think
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English

Ha
Ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

Where's your self awareness
Where's your self-esteem
Thought you were his airness
Need shaking from the dream
Ain't hard to see you passed your ski's
You motherf*ckers are careless
Ain't cause to leave
Means profiting
My pockets I've been preparing

Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar off a dumb ass
Make my

Dollar, dollar
Words for the karma, comma
Make it all back
Be the mantra, mantra
Anything goes can't stop it, stop it
Make it all quick for the coppers
Cop it
Pleading the fifth
I ain't talking
Unless you got a grip
I could profit
No it ain't safe I lock it
Swinging away choppers
Chop it

Making me low
Taking it slow
Think you're the same in on the joke
Same old thing that had us tripping before
Same old thing that had us tripping before
Bringing the rain making it cream
The grass still grow if the fence been ripped from the pole
Making the cream
Making the green
Dollar from a dumb ass
Asshole

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

You motherf*ckers make me laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
You motherf*ckers make me giggle
Working hard for the middle
Make a motherf*cker tickled
Like he smoke a bowl of hash

Where's your self awareness
Where's your self-esteem
Thought you were his airness
Need shaking from the dream
Ain't hard to see you passed your ski's
You motherf*ckers are careless
Ain't cause to leave
Means profiting
My pockets I've been preparing

Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar, dollar
Dollar off a dumb ass
Make my dollar off a dumb ass
Make my

Bad decisions hit the road like a Michelin
Could've been an ally friends if you're listening
My guy only got highlight eyesight
I like I spy
Birds-eye my life
Supersize where the past lies
Hazard lights when they pass by
Fast times blink and you're missing it

Lost my mind at the 90 degree
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Couldn't keep up
But been picking up speed
Been lapsed synapse
What the f*ck do you think

Lost my mind at the 90 degree
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Hit the asshole with both axles
Why the f*ck I'm mad for
What the f*ck do you think
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Writer: Joseph Salinas
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