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This gonna be one of them shits right here, boy
Yeah baby, let's do it
Oh shit, look at miss thing, you done grew into a stallion
Girl and still don't got no ring?
Back then, you was a lot younger, now you older
Broke my heart on what you had in the stroller
On the low, that could of been me, huggie down
Fly and handsome, talk about little Starsky
With little Barkley's, little car seat
Two years later here comes little Sharneese
I'm saying, are you involved, what's up with you?
And where homeboy at? Oh word, ya'll through?
Eff him, you know how I do, when I come through
Shut the whole block down like I got something to prove
But um, besides the lane, you look the same
Still blowing beauty marks, sitting under your bang
Ankle bracelets that Donna Kay shit
I saw one rope for your throat, yo, it cost about 8 chips

Hoodrats, they be wearing that fake shit
Like her, she wear the same bag, like it ain't shit
Pardon me, excuse my French
Just read my lips, girl, everything's me
He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner
Look around everybody sipping on rosette
All in our business they wanna be nosey
He's with her, gonna be all in the streets like a Jeep tomorrow
Don't worry, let's breeze the bar
And in case I ain't tell you those jeans is hard
And those is the snitches, mean mugging, can't fight
Run into the police, fuck them niggas
I pull out like a tooth when the back is rotten
Finish 'em off like your menstrual after you spotting
Ghost can't complain, 5'6", swinging those hips
And my miss got me wanting to sing
Walking down the street, watching ladies
I go by watching you, watching you
I want you like if I ain't got nothing to do
He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner
Somebody better call the cops
'Cause if that thing cock back it's gon' pop
Once me stop moving it ain't gon' stop
Whatever that girl wants you know she got shopping
Somebody better check the swag
We rack up and never check the tags
We just stuffed it all in the bag
Oh, you mad? Well, too bad
He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner

Enjoy the lyrics !!!
Dr. Dog is a psychedelic rock group from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania which formed in 1999. The current lineup consists of Scott "Taxi" McMicken (vocals, guitar), Toby "Tables" Leaman (vocals, bass), Zach "Text" Miller (keyboards, guitar), Frank "Thanks" McElroy (guitar) and Eric "Teach" Slick (drums).

"There's a little folk, blues, indie rock, soul, bluegrass--and a whole lot of down-home harmonizing. It conjures images of old friends sitting on a porch swapping instruments and just letting the tape recorder run." - Doug Wallen

Dr. Dog has been creating music in various incarnations for four years now. Beginning with The Psychedelic Swamp, a concept album realized in the damp ruin of a flooded basement with waterlogged guitars and a digital delay pedal, the band has simmered on the back burner of our musical lives for most of its existence but we've recently renewed our resolve to forge ahead and give Dr. Dog the attention we think it deserves.

Although Dr. Dog has as many as 20 honorary "members" who have assisted in various (mostly spiritual) capacities through the years, the core of the band consists of five musicians. Our standard instrumentation includes two guitars, bass, drums, keyboard and three part harmonies. The Beach Boys, The Beatles, Tom Waits, David Bowie and Neil Young are influences, but we would be remiss in not acknowledging our debt to Pavement, Palace Brothers, R. Stevie Moore or Roy Wood.

Currently, the lineup is as such: Toby Leaman on bass and singing, Scott McMicken on woof+mud distortion solo guitar and voice, Frank McElroy on lean clean occasionally tremolo'd guitar, Zach Miller on keyboard(s) and Eric Slick on drums.

We've all done our share of playing. Toby and Scott have played together in a myriad of bands including Raccoon, Unleash the Bastards, and Beard; Andrew played bass in Raccoon and managed the phenomenal The Teeth; Zach has played with Bradford Trojan and Traffic Jam and studied jazz guitar.

Aside from the aforementioned Swamp album - a self-produced, self-recorded low-fi four track recording - we have two other recordings. Toothbrush is a compilation of fourth generation eight-track recordings culled from the past few years. Easy Beat was the first proper record, followed by the 2006 EP Takers And Leavers and two full-length albums, 2006's We All Belong and 2008's Fate. The latest release is called Shame, Shame, and was released April 6th, 2010.

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