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Dossier

- Father (2014)
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You are listening to the song Dossier by Father, in album Young Hot Ebony (Us Version). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: Young Hot Ebony (Us Version).
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Lyrics

[Hook: Father](x2)
Who is you? Let me check your dossier
Oh, she cool, pass her Courvoisier
Why they still in my face watching every move I make
Nigga who are you to judge, Like I'm tryna beat a case.

[Verse 1: Father]
I need a beer I need a boo
Get my shit then we can school
Oh, we here I need a boo
Where the clear? I need a juice
Then these girlies getting loose
Bet you I can leave with two
Hit the roof them alley oop
But the bitch don't want no crew
It was you but they stick to me like glue
I can't really tell you why
Your bitch just might not like you
Always doing my fucking dance
Like nigga 'bout to fuse
Hoes in different hues with a hundred million views nigga.

[Hook: Father](x2)
Who is you? Let me check your dossier
Oh, she cool, pass a Courvoisier
Why they still in my face watching every move I make
Nigga who are you to judge, Like I'm trynna beat a case.

[Verse 2: Lord Narf]
Now look at these randoms they coming up they trynna speak (yaaaa)
I am just where they was last week
Dossier man what that say 3 5 3 5 that's what that weight
We do not care 'bout your campaign
We flip your click like night and day
Fuck what y'all say
I call the money bae
I'm chillin' on the moon and stars and running earthly things
My wrist is sick as shit it got a tummy ache
And he all up in my face
Hold up hold up hold up hold up.

[Hook: Father](x2)
Who is you? Let me check your dossier
Oh, she cool, pass a Courvoisier
Why they still in my face watching every move I make
Nigga who are you to judge, Like I'm trynna beat a case.

[Bridge: Pyramid Quince]
Girl whats the mood tho
Can't put in on a solo
So I brought all my niggas with me
Got a message 'bout a function
They say its invite only
But I got all my niggas with me
We don't look like we from 'round here
We smoking and they hating
But I got all my niggas with me
I done caught lil' shawty choosing
She told me to fall through but
I got all my niggas with me.

[Hook: Father](x2)
Who is you? (hold up) Let me check your dossier
Oh, she cool, pass a Courvoisier
Why they still in my face watching every move I make
Nigga who are you to judge, like I'm trynna beat a case.