Doe-Active

Doe-Active - A$AP Ferg

They mad they mad

They mad why they mad

They mad and they mad

They mad they mad

They mad they mad

They mad and they mad

You mad you and you mad

I'm ballin' ballin' I'm shot callin'

Gotta brush the gold grills

When I wake in the mornin'

You can smell that champagne

When a ni**a be yawnin'

And I'm straight shittin' on you

Cause it's lyrical on it

Got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

Then I looked at your mama

Like damn your sons a disgrace

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I'm tryna clean my house

I walkie talkie my maid

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

This sh*t make no sense

I got taste

Girls come to my house

To have an orgy parade

I just hit 'em like this

And leave 'em horny for days

My daddy said I'm a prince

Now I'm a king

He sacrificed and went to Heaven

Now I'm livin' his dream

You gotta walk like this

You gotta talk like that

I talked this sh*t into existence

Now my stock's on racks

I got stacks on stacks

Stacks on racks

Racks on top of stacks

And stacks on top of them racks

Move like that on them cats

You move like that and get smacked

I wipe a hundred on my momma

I'm using that like Proac'

I got a hundred dollar bill

To get the bump off your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

To get them bumps off your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

To get them bumps off your face

Got a hundred dollar bill

To get them bumps off your face

Use these hundred dollar bills

To get these bumps off your face

Now use these hundred dollar bills

To get these bumps off your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

To get these bumps off your face

Got a hundred dollar

Got damn

Now I'm lookin' through the window

And the sky's so blue

Lookin' through the window

And my grass' so green

Lookin' through my window

Hold on I know you

Hollup is that Adam Levine

Adam Levine I got a hundred

Adam Levine I got a hundred

Adam Levine I got a hundred

Adam Levine I got a hundred

I'm ballin' ballin' I'm shot callin'

Gotta brush the gold grills

When I wake in the mornin'

You can smell that champagne

When a ni**a be yawnin'

And I'm straight shittin' on you

Cause it's lyrical on it

Got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face

I got a hundred dollar bill

For every bump on your face