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The Doppelgangaz – Roll Flee (feat. Tnava) (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: EP]
Woe is me, focus in on the lotus feet
Claiming she’s not preggers but notice the foetus be
All up in the photos she pose with the rosary
Trying to make the quotas exposing the coterie
Dopp Gang, MoF & EP
Never let a she control with cajolery
French breed, be calling me monamie
Bumping that Jodeci, got weed and potpourri
See, shit he might flee if my son got her
Gangaz brung 151 and Rum Chata
Police blotter, even though I ain’t done nada
Ayahuasca, cloaked out in Minnewaska
Your posture, keep it upright so you can prosper
A Ganga not bit by mites, he got zoster
A pet fossa, omekase from Masa
Dipping on the bill, for real cause a disaster

[Hook]
Parts Unknown everybody low key
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Cloaked out G’s, homies and co-d’s
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
You know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Shit, you know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC

[Bridge]
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak

[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
Ayo I’m zoning watching PBA bowling
Laughing uncontrollably that’s just the PBA trolling
See they want to stop us when we rolling
Gotta Stolen PBA card for coppers that’s patrolling
Cus they want to put they boot up in your colon
Next time shake n bake ‘em like my name was Jimmy Dolan
And that’s with or without a Porsche
I’m fully dressed with a big momma having outercourse
Sipping Borcht, game sour like bilimbi
Trying to build your shit up got to watch out for the nimbys
Not in my back yard, they lack nards and act jarred
Spreading through your town like its black tar agh
Known to leave a man marred
In the same cloak, hit the after party for the Vanguard
Then I caught a shuttle with an actress
King size Craftmatic with the cuddle mattress

[Hook]
Parts Unknown everybody low key
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Cloaked out G’s, homies and co-d’s
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
You know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Shit, you know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC

[Bridge]
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak

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The Doppelgangaz – Future 86 (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
Ayo I’m cruising down the future 86
Doing 86/ wit a bowl of Berry Berry Kix
Rockin sperry kicks Bumping Doppel greatest hits
With a bunch of weighty chicks
Foupa covering they’re lady bits agh Looking wavy in the flicks
Take the kinda pics make u bless the Avy with a click
Navy Honda Fit and match the navy on the knit
With the cloak Icing on the cake gravy on the grits like
Cooking Eggo’s in the pan
Making moves in the winnebego van
San Diego to Japan
Putting on before the Lego Land
True, since the day that we debuted
Got our only biz advice off of Pinterest from a dude
With some debt accumulated and some interest that accrued
But we make it do what it do
Niggas know us ‘cus we

[Hook]
We’re staples in the Parts Unknown kehd
Musical roads be playing our shit
You hear it in the rumble strips
We’re saving you from nodding off in your whips
Crusing down 17M, Future 86

86
Future 86
86
Future 86

[Verse 2: EP]
The cloaked ones got no funds darling
But make runs to Kungshallen
Can’t tell if he got stung or lungs full of pollen
My son colin, on 86 in the G ride
Hit the rumble strips, heard the hits and the B sides
And besides, presides on IG fam
Got denied when he slides on Myfreecams, damn
Watch out for shawty man when it get trife
She want it in the can, in the stands out in MetLife
Got the outdoor fetish checked on FetLife
Plus the way that she spend lettuce can get rife
Yikes, and always liked a Phyllis Hyman tune
While she took a long hike on psilocybin ‘shrooms
Boom, need expressed written consent
The less London shows, the less Britain’s content
Bent, with Marla Maples parked at your home
Been to Naples and the arch at Rome
Shit, ‘cus you know we

[Hook]
We’re staples in the Parts Unknown kehd
Musical roads be playing our shit
You hear it in the rumble strips
We’re saving you from nodding off in your whips
Crusing down 17M, Future 86

86
Future 86
86
Future 86