Travis Barker
DoeBurger (Original Version)
[Intro]
Oh, you rocking with that?
Yeah
Might just hop on the beat like, "Yeah"
Oh, my brothers, they said- They said they rocking with this one, yeah
I'm just gon'- fuck up with Staccs, you know what I'm saying?
I'ma hop on the beat like-
Just gon' do it now for y'all
I don't know where they is, supposed to come in now
Uh, ooh

[Chorus]
Pull up with the .40, hit 'em, yeah
Ice gon' get 'em, gon' chill 'em, yeah
N***as mad that I won't get 'em
N***as need to be happy I won't kill 'em
Ooh, and the car, full throttle
Baby, rub me like I'm a genie in bottle
Yeah, hop out back, .40 follow
Huh, hop out back and then the .40 follow me

[Verse]
Huh, me? I'm gon' pop my collar, then
Told that bih I won't see but until tommorow then
I'm gon' nut on her and she gon' swallow kid
Baby, give me head, yeah, please acknowledge me
Chopper tighten off, it go out back, yeah
Make you wanna bang, you don't even bang, yeah
Snub-nose, close range
Told that boy to get like parachutes and hang there
Huh, boy, you better hang there
Hang tight
Hmm, chopper hit, I aim right
Said, the copper hit 'em, it ain't light (Ooh, nope)
Everything I do they bite
Like a Mike and Ike
Knock 'em out, Mike Tyson
Knock 'em, sock 'em, bih'
Like a chicken, pop, pop 'em, zit
Chopper hit him, body, now it gon' be lit (Lit)
N***a, know I'm getting lit
Baby want a little kiss
Guess I told you you can't kiss this
Huh, little baby almost missed this
Got her wishing on her luck like a wishlist
No wishing on me, this not Christmas
Baby, what you wishing for? This ain't Christmas
.38, nice grip, bitch
Ooh, yeah, .38, it got a grip stick
Ooh, mop stick, it's a chopstick
Knock 'em out but we bet he call the cops quick
Ooh, leave a n***a lock-jawed, quick to pick a n***a lock like a locksmith
Ooh, ooh, quick to pick a n***a lock like that locksmith
Ooh, got a lot of water on like the Loch Ness Monster (Nah, for real)