NBS Lyrics
"Doggy Style"

[Verse 1: Lil Oki]
Throw me in jail
With no bail
Ill still come out on top the pit-bull of the pack
Ill always attack
Betta stop before you drop
To your ditch
You're the bitch
Come at me/ill shred you with my canine teeth
Tearin guts to the peak
The life of a dog
Gotta stand your turf
Mothafucka I run the earth
Beast you will neva tame
The Bull you can blame
You better take aim
Lyrical dog eatin Purina
The good shit so chew your food
No one with claim this hood
You wish you could/
Doggy style bangindone with the slangin
You see devil eyes I make the hells rain/
Bringin earth to pain/

[Verse 2: E Straight]
My flow is naughty not nice/
I'mma give it to your girl not once but twice
In the front or in the back/
I'mma take your girl to my love shack
I'm makin this a nasty track
Give me two girls I make them stack
Then I pass them to the rest of my pack
This song called doggy style for a reason
I'm about to call your girl open season
And when I'm done go ahead and call it treason
Her booties gonna be my kingdom
Now you know I can spit heat
Your girl gonna be on my stove and I'mma be cookin her meat
I'm ready to eat so bring on the feast
I'm just sayin now she's my treat
At the motel and under the sheets
This ain't a one timer it repeats
Now time for a booty call
I'm your girls horse/but I shouldn't be kept in a stall
Seasons still in and it's only fall
She sucked too hard and got lock-jaw
After I'm done she's gonna have to crawl

[Verse 3: Deversify]
My life feels like a dog im always lookin for my bone
Wait I found it in your bitch when she was alone
Im goin gangsta in this bitch al capone
Lickin on this girl like a fuckin ice cream cone
You sittin on a chaim im sittin on a throne
All you pussys go home
There is no room for pussys in this song
Im so fast before I leave I been gone
Homie im the president, governor, and the mayor/ I controll everything like a dictator
I got that red beam watch the laser chase ya
Plus I got that quick scope for all you haters
Blowin through these mothafuckas like a tornado
I can make a storm hide like waldo
Chasin away these pussys call me pluto
Deversify in this bitch im so dope/ im done with this bitch/ just kiddin no joke

[Verse 4: 50 Cal Z]
I live my life like a dog
Doin whatever the fuck I want
Piss on your fire to put it out
Don't gotta bark or shout ttake that backwards and I live like god
But ill doggy style this rap game
But (butt) fuck that and fame
Take ya to the back of the corridor
Take your innocence no one won't even know
Cause im silent/causing violence/ where ever I go
Just hold/ the trigga squeeze till my finger is ready to let go
Its NBS for life and fuck the rest
You the pawn im playin chess
Kill ya head for the best
Then stay at the top
Fuck the campfire bring on the sleepin bag
Cause I'll stay here until Hefner becomes a fag
Or when Kurt Warner goes to back to bag
Groceries
Right now im on a killing spree
Killin people with my 50 cal z
Stop acting Nazi
Your still fuckin Jewish
In other don't be foolish
And start claimin you're a G
Cause the only you saw a dog (dawg) when It bit you with rabies
But bitch believe
I ain't no poodle/
Bite your fuckin head off have your blood lookin like a puddle/