Pu-Tang Clan | Morning Doo

6 months ago
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The Pu-Tang Clan is back with another anthem! This track chronicles the universal morning ritual of getting things going. Rise and grind with the Clan as they drop rhymes smoother than, well, you get the idea 😘

Lyrics:
[Verse]
Shit in the mornin’, break of dawn, truth erupts,
White girls sniffin', breakfast hits like Starbucks.
Wake and bake, blunt in hand while I let it drop,
My morning fragrance got 'em hooked, straight from the top.
Glock on the counter, syrup from the flapjacks,
Leather jacket, diaper rash creepin', no slack.
Gutter aroma, funky aura, they fiend for my stew,
I’m the king of the stool, never takin’ number two.

[Verse 2]
Ladies in the kitchen, they whiff my brown treasure,
Pepper grits and bacon bits, none can measure.
Gingerbread funk, fresh out the rear bakery,
Doo doo cologne, love notes, pure slavery.
They love my scent, call it a morning high,
Raspberry tush pie, tears dry when I fly.
Grew up on the rough streets, chrome and cologne,
But now my doo doo got 'em dialin’ up my phone.

[Chorus]
White girls love the smell of my morning doo doo,
From the Compton blocks to Beverly Hills they tune to,
Wavin’ matchsticks, baskin’ in the brown perfume,
This ain’t no heavy metal, it’s my gangsta boom-boom.

[Verse 3]
Blum Kin time baby, it aint no joke
Hurry up so I can toke
High as fuck, ready to bust, hurry up before you get snuck
Boom in your mouth, like the dirty south
Grab a baby wipe, get off my organ pipe
Take a wiff, while I riff
Get off my dick Tiff, just enjoy my creamy gift

[Chorus]
White girls love the smell of my morning doo doo,
From the Compton blocks to Beverly Hills they tune to,
Wavin’ matchsticks, baskin’ in the brown perfume,
This ain’t no heavy metal, it’s my gangsta boom-boom.

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