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Domi Knows Video (MV)




Performed By: November & Ohxzy
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Pedro Forte, William Leigh




November & Ohxzy - Domi Knows Lyrics
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Nobody knows shit so we only f*cking if the camera off
And y'all some f*cking copycats somebody turn the echo off
Met the girlie once but she licked up on my dick (huh)
But I don't f*ck with bitches who only wanted the zipper
I am more interested in knowing who stole my clippers
Had some close friends but they all fell off of my hip (huh)
Tired of all the enemies, I ain't really bout it if we pull up at your house
You better keep up with the energy
Never met a f*ckboy who's a friend to me
Pour up with the Hennessy and mix it with amphetamines
Music has a virus so use dog days as the remedy
Aiming at your dome so sign your name under Kennedy
If we pull up better know we hunt for brains
Don't care who we spray all you pussies all the same
Pull me up
Pour another cup
Ask me if I ever, ever, ever gave f*ck
Cause she lick me up (yuh)
She just wanna run my line but all I want was uck (yuh)
Father to my son (yuh)
She just want a demon, I'm the spawn of satan love (uh)
Lucifer my brother and the devil is my father (woah)
They told me to calm it, but you know I'm going harder (aye)
If I have your girl alone I'll have her screaming faster (yuh)
Then I'll have her screaming faster
Then I'll have her screaming faster (yeh)
Slit wrist ride my dick
Suck my dick cause I'm that kid
Yeh you know me from the block, that's why I'm so cocky with it
I could never sell a rock you pussy, I just sell a brick
I just put a bag into it, sell it, dip it and I flip (hm?)
I flip it, run it, lick it, sell it, f*ck it bang the set off
I ring 'em, f*ck 'em, leave 'em, block 'em I might knock his head off
I dip it, run it, f*ck it, love it, I might run the legs off
I'm cocky on the mic, but in the sheets I make a mess of
Cause I can't wait to drown, on the throne I wear the crown
Rest in peace all of my dargs, I hope I see you in the pound
And if we meet again, I know its gunna get me down
But I might get the sloppy toppy, f*cking dip it and I'm out (yeh)
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English

Nobody knows shit so we only f*cking if the camera off
And y'all some f*cking copycats somebody turn the echo off
Met the girlie once but she licked up on my dick (huh)
But I don't f*ck with bitches who only wanted the zipper
I am more interested in knowing who stole my clippers
Had some close friends but they all fell off of my hip (huh)
Tired of all the enemies, I ain't really bout it if we pull up at your house
You better keep up with the energy
Never met a f*ckboy who's a friend to me
Pour up with the Hennessy and mix it with amphetamines
Music has a virus so use dog days as the remedy
Aiming at your dome so sign your name under Kennedy
If we pull up better know we hunt for brains
Don't care who we spray all you pussies all the same
Pull me up
Pour another cup
Ask me if I ever, ever, ever gave f*ck
Cause she lick me up (yuh)
She just wanna run my line but all I want was uck (yuh)
Father to my son (yuh)
She just want a demon, I'm the spawn of satan love (uh)
Lucifer my brother and the devil is my father (woah)
They told me to calm it, but you know I'm going harder (aye)
If I have your girl alone I'll have her screaming faster (yuh)
Then I'll have her screaming faster
Then I'll have her screaming faster (yeh)
Slit wrist ride my dick
Suck my dick cause I'm that kid
Yeh you know me from the block, that's why I'm so cocky with it
I could never sell a rock you pussy, I just sell a brick
I just put a bag into it, sell it, dip it and I flip (hm?)
I flip it, run it, lick it, sell it, f*ck it bang the set off
I ring 'em, f*ck 'em, leave 'em, block 'em I might knock his head off
I dip it, run it, f*ck it, love it, I might run the legs off
I'm cocky on the mic, but in the sheets I make a mess of
Cause I can't wait to drown, on the throne I wear the crown
Rest in peace all of my dargs, I hope I see you in the pound
And if we meet again, I know its gunna get me down
But I might get the sloppy toppy, f*cking dip it and I'm out (yeh)
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Writer: Pedro Forte, William Leigh
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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